Kristell Stories

The wind flew to my face my legs can't move the sound can't hear The noises in my head I draw a butterfly in my hand The butterfly flew And there it was again The churp of a bird can't explain The boy next door will not be the same Me the ok I'm ok But not fine The walls behind me took me to terrible fight Me the ok I'm ok But not fine The fulfillment of life will survive Me the ok I'm ok But not fine.