When I was little I liked to catch  firefly's
I kept them in a glass jar just for the night
And then I'd let them go
Looking back at it now I think I made them suffer
Capturing them
Locking them away
Making them feel suffocated
I hurt them
It saddens me because I hurt too
So much that the pain becomes numb
And then it's like I don't hurt anymore
The difference is my pain is still there
I'm still locked away
The firefly's are the lucky ones
*They got back their freedom