everyone has their own butterfly
but mine chose to fly 
the moment I lost you completely
oh god it felt so empty

the moment we broke apart,
why did i believe our forever would last?
no one in existence will know how much I liked you
how much I needed, how much I wanted you

oh dear it's breaking my heart
why did we have to fall apart
all I can do is shed tears
because the reality is what I fear

go on , be someone else's butterfly
while I stay silent, cry and die
the other one will be so much prettier
so much deserving, so much better

there , you flew so high
happier than ever without a goodbye
You said you didn't like me and it's been so long
ugh,now  even thinking about you feels so wrong

my wings will fall off and I'll be alone forever
left out , without a lover
won't you come back to me?
well, no, we weren't destined to be

everyone has their own butterfly
but mine? It fluttered its last goodbye.

i  wonder where I will be
at this time, in a year
will my future self
be proud of the present me?

will I finally see the light?
will years of work mean nothing?
will I finally be happy?
or still be the same me?

will my parents be proud ?
or would I keep asking
what did they do
to deserve a child like me??

my current self is what I fear
to wear again next year
am I ready for what's coming?
will my luck remain the same?

its so strange to exist
not knowing what's next
am I supposed to be afraid-
wide eyed, questioning my fate?

you look so pathetic.
In my skin, making me sick
closest to me yet so far
do i even know who you really are?

so used to this feeling
yet you never see 
the hatred I hold for you and me.
your reflection is all I fear to wear

Not too late ,hide behind that mask
why aren't you the image of what I ask?
I want your soul to be out of me
In your next life, will you be pretty?

I pity you for not being smart.
just be like her, it's not that hard!
A life unlived, tied in a knot
I beg to be someone you are not.

here I am, talking to a mirror, cursing
feels like that flesh keeps bruising
A blade to the skin, yet nothing is freed 
drowning in scars no one can see.