You hear glass breaking, and think nothing of it.
You hear a scream, a shout, and ignore it.
Build a brick wall around myself, but you don’t question it.
No longer smile or laugh, but do you ask why?
All the signs are there, but you never notice.

I want to be like a butterfly.
You won’t break my wings, just because you try.
I want to be like a butterfly.
Emerge from my cocoon, ready to fly.
I want to be like a butterfly.
Laugh until I’m ready to cry.
There will never be enough sky,
to fill me up and take me down.
I’ll always be ready, to be a butterfly.