A butterfly once told me "how was your day?"
I said "It's great, what can I say?"
The second butterfly then said to me,
"How wonderful, your face is with glee"
The third butterfly uttered,
"I see, you can easily be flattered"
I say it's it just me, there's nothing to worry,
Then the decaying butterfly shouted with fury.
"YOU ARE A LIAR, NOTHING BUT A CHEAT,
YOU TEND TO SMILE WHEN YOU CAN'T EVEN TAKE A BEAT."
I said "It's true, it hurts, but I'll let it subside,
even when the one you love, plays you, deep inside."
There's a deeper meaning to this poem,
but this is just my feelings, the one I have shown.