Butterflies flutter,
Fly high
I sit here and I cry.
If only I had wings,
I could take off to better things!
But no, I sit here and I see,
I don't know who is 'me'.
No wings to gain height,
Just a reminder of my plight,
You were right....
Amounts to nothing,
Nothing at all.
I thought I'd feel elated when you went,
But now I see MY time is spent.
Who knows if I can barter for more hours?
Or if this life will take me whole,
Devour my soul.
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