butterfly

she's beautiful long gorgeous wings dots around those broard exciting things i wonder is she like me i mean she's attracted to the ugly to the fugly I wonder sometimes does she ever realise the time when she grows up and dies that's deep too deep my thoughts of the inner me maybe im just weird or does everyone do it sometimes I wonder if I could open up such broad beautiful gorgeous wings like her I'm kinda jealous nothing to worry about or maybe I should preserve myself just like we do to them a butterfly... beautiful indeed a pet as gorgeous as it seems... I love her like u should love me please try atleast maybe I could be her... a social butterfly not worrying about my fear of public speaking my fear of letting them see me my fear my fear my fear my fear of me I wonder sometimes does a butterfly cry is it like a storm or is that not a norm I wonder sometimes does a butterfly dry dry out tired of school work her friends I wonder sometimes why can't she be mine i mean look at her id be jealous alright i wonder sometimes do butterfly's lie lie about their feelings emotions deep down motion I know... maybe I could a butterfly quiet but nice a sweet for the eye maybe I could be a butterfly