I leave little pieces of me
As I move along the way
From the thin of my perfection
To the thick of my mistakes

Where they tell the story of me
My daily escapades
From my moments of glory
To the white flags that I wave

Collecting pieces of me
Like butterflies pinned in frame
A silence to the beauty
That almost got away

Little pieces of me
I either lost or gave
Anyways they're free
Do with them as you may