A year ago I would look at you and lied to tell you just to tell you what you wanted to hear but now I would say No, I'm not happy but I can tell you I'm not happy right now doesn't mean I won't be one dayI say to myself "let's try one more time little butterfly"Letting me hear my moms voice once again Remember how my mom would take care of me when she saw the cut on my wristWrap them up with a bandage telling me "let try one more time little butterfly"not letting me see how bad she was struggling as I watch her take the last cut to her wrist saying "try one more time for me my little butterfly" "I will always love you"
As I saw her hit the floor and just like that she was gone
