always raining - Poetry

butterflies

your promises fall to the ground like broken glass
while i walk barefoot
i am the queen of being kept at arms length
don't get mad at me if i turn away
watch those butterflies dance around me
so full of promises
i think they're actually telling the truth this time

who knows
I'll take a chance, ill dance while they fly around me
are you all entertained?
as i try to catch the prettiest ones
all of them like to flitter away
right before i catch my grasp on them

i'm not ready, i'm not ready they say

we're all scared of being caught and kept
butterflies are too beautiful for glass jars
i guess i just want a place to call home
even if it means just being trapped for your view only,

for a little while before i too flitter away
none of them want to keep me
just like to catch me in their hands,

admire me, before i take off in the promising breeze of change
for now i make my home in the flowers
and stare at rainbows