They asked Why can't you be the butterfly, anymore?
she laughed and said was I have been a butterfly before?
Cause all I remember is that
I
wanted to be recognized Wanted to be loved Wanted to be cared Wanted someone to listen to her Wanted someone to communicate Wanted someone to share
there was no one
One said she is a child, One didn't treat her well, One killed her, One watched her kill herself Now after a long time, They ask You weren't the same, What changed you
I just want to say it's tiring to fly with the wings full of bullet holes.
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