Become A Butterfly

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No matter how hard I try or how much effort I put in
the results are always average.
I can't go on like this.
Constantly being manipulated
by useless measures of worth,
I've already come to hate this life.
So, I think I'll restart my life.
My chest is completely filled with “abnormality”.
I'm becoming a me that isn't normal.
I ask myself over and over, "did I get it?
A brand new me."
Look at me now, touch me right now.
I’ll throw away my ordinary clothes.
Now, from my chrysalis, I’ll become a butterfly.
I’ll show off everything as it is.
There are no performers on this cooled-off stage,
so I'll beat out the steps, 1, 2, 3.
I'm not being manipulated,
I'm dancing! Yeah, I'm going crazy!
"Normality" cast a curse on me,
and I yearned for "abnormality".
I don't have any interest in your differing
opinions or pet theories;
I’ve already locked the door.
I went beyond “love” and “hate”
and fell deeply in love with “abnormality” a long time ago.
And from the ruins
of that warped love, it was created—
a brand new me.
Look at me now, touch me right now.
I’ll throw away my ordinary clothes.
Now, from my chrysalis, I’ll become a butterfly.
I’ll show off everything as it is.
There are no performers on this cooled-off stage,
so I'll beat out the steps, 1, 2, 3.
I'm not being manipulated,
I'm dancing! Yeah, I'm going crazy!
In a dark room by myself,
Before the mirror at midnight,
"Who are you?" "Who am I?"
I asked, but received no reply.
Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy,
go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, dance.
Oh, brand new me...
Look at me now, touch me right now.
Dressed up in transparent clothes,
now, from my chrysalis, I’ll become a butterfly.
I’ll show off everything as it is.
There are no performers on this impassioned stage,
so I'll beat out the steps, 1, 2, 3.
I'm not being manipulated,
I'm dancing! Yeah, I'm going crazy!
My chest is completely filled with “abnormality”.
I'm becoming a me that isn't normal.
And from the ruins of
that warped love, it was created—an unfulfillable love.
My chest is completely filled with “abnormality”.
I'm becoming a me that isn't normal.
I ask myself over and over, "did I get it?
A brand new me."

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 02, 2023 ⏰

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