Butterflies
Don’t float around
Saying “Look at me!”
Or hope to be found.
They don’t ask for attention
Or to be admired
They won’t seek recognition
Or beg for your desire.

Their patterns stand out
Their colors shine bright
And without even trying
Their wings catch our eyes.
But it doesn’t matter
If we’re here or gone
Or if their beauty is noticed,
They’ll fly on.

I won’t ask
Won’t beg, won’t seek
Anyone to
Admire me.
My colors will shine
Even if they’re not awed
So despite recognition
I’ll fly on.

After thinking long and hard,
Of what I'd wish upon a star,
Now the decision is very clear,
But how does one wish for darkness and fear,
My life has been cloudy and left out in the rain,
I've hit to many stops signs,
Its become Grotius when falling not feeling a thing,
Not brave enough to do it myself,
Only a wish that I wish for myself,
Darkness as my eyes close,
I begin to freeze,
Into a deep sleep which then I'll disappear,
No more heart break,
No more tears and definitely no more fears,
No more pain not a worry,
Only a memory that will become blurry,
But then at least my life will finally get to end,
Especially when this life is over and my new one gets to begin,
But that's like asking for rain without thunder but you always will get the sun,
So let my life be over,
So Reincarnation can start over.

I'll never be top choice
Never be number one
I won't be the most desired
But that's never what I wanted
I don't need everyone to love me
Or pick me first
I just wanted you to
Only you
And I thought maybe just maybe
But now I know the truth
I'll always be no one's favorite