Whymsical Stories

When I was a firefly... I took to the buzz of bees and the thunder of lions I woke with the sun to defy nature and out shined fire, while mocking it I disguised with the smithereens of stars and made fun of the squiggly lines below When I was a firefly, the world was a sugarcoat of pixie dust and a sea of rainbow for me to drown in When I was a firefly my eyes burnt with a turbulent and intense emotion that could only be a lie Oh, if only you knew me as a firefly, then you will realize my light was created only to fade in a world run by fuel and gravity