Butterfly Stickers
Seems like cozy words won't make a fire when it's winter
Neither will my hopes and dreams, though people say I'm a winner
The only one who stood by me has dragged me down again
I'm lying naked on the bed with a parallel universe in my brain
I adore myself, but I couldn't have my ingrown nail fixed before it bled
I used to be so used to feeling pain
Now I understand life's still ahead
(Think about it)
There are butterfly stickers
On the shower stall
They won't fly, they won't move
But they're super special
Anxiety sucks, so does my self-esteem
I'm avoiding the mirror
Can't believe I look so good when I'm not aware of it
But all of a sudden I come across a Greek God on Twitter
Wait, wait, he's Brazilian
My tears have kissed a thousand pictures
I'm emotional, that is, I'm dumb
I'd go around craving for stickers
Now I am here gracefully alone
And I'm a shy boy, I miss important events
Can't even verbalize my sentiments
So I resort to bothering my friends
(My friends)
Folks may wanna send me to the gym
Love it as much as sparkling water
(I hate it)
I pretend I'm on to things
But I would lock me in a drawer
I'm about to explode
If I go missing, will I turn gold?
And I'd rather be lost in youthful words
For I love my way of getting old
Maybe I'm my own remedy
I'm the lover I'm looking for
Won't let the chaos sink in
Won't hide my heart in the dark
There are butterfly stickers
On the shower stall
They won't fly, they won't move
But they're super special
Sometimes they fall
But then we stick 'em again
Copyright © Jimmy Jones | Year Posted 2021
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