And when I am there
Sprawled out upon my pin
How do I begin
To show my beauty
Show my grace?
I cannot fly
Cannot flutter
My richly patterned wings.
I have no voice to speak
To cry
To scream.
I am being examined here
Stabbed straight through
Mounted on a pin.
I cannot explain
Cannot justify myself.
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 9:55 PM UTC
And when I am there
Sprawled out upon my pin
How do I begin
To show my beauty
Show my grace?
I cannot fly
Cannot flutter
My richly patterned wings.
I have no voice to speak
To cry
To scream.
I am being examined here
Stabbed straight through
Mounted on a pin.
I cannot explain
Cannot justify myself.
