Butterflies flying in the sky
Fluttering until they die
Floating on the wind
They make a soft plop in the water
And there, they will start their journey
Into the afterlife,
they ride on the river of forgotten dreams
This is where they will flutter once again.
I am the butterfly
Trying to fly but always failing
And falling into the water to my death
Into the afterlife
Where I can fly and live my dream
But this is not what I wanted…
I never wanted to fly like this
I didn’t want to be stuck at the top
With no one by my side
This is why I am the butterfly
Because I cannot
Fly until I die
It is useless to try.
