Butterfly
Who knew a butterfly could bite?
Can lift up high, make you satisfied
To fall down and call all this inner strife?
Who knew it could be so beautiful?
A glimmering blue, a contrast in the night
Changing colors with the angles,
Never always bright
Never constant.
Who knew it could stab so hard?
Like your life just fell apart
And there’s no where to start
Does the butterfly deceive?
Is it wrong, what my eyes perceive?
I see it closer
And it hurts so bad,
Lifting me up
And making me sad
Why is the butterfly running away?
I knew it made me sad,
But it also made me glad.
My hand extends to grab it,
Why is it flying away?
Maybe it’s better
If it’s not here to stay
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