#oneinamillion
Do butterflies realize their beauty,
The wonderful way in which they fly,
Or do they compare themselves to every insect
Wondering if they should hide their colorful wings with dye.
Do they admire their wing’s softness
Their calming patterns, soft and light
Or do they think there’s something wrong with them
If there's something faulty with their size
Do they hate carrying the weight
of those stunning patterned wings
Do they ask themselves why they don't look the same
Or do they realize it is because they're queens.
Do they recognize they have nothing to be jealous of.
That they’re special and unique
Those wings are part of who they are
And without them, they would just be weak.
Do butterflies realize their wings’ beauty
And know they need them to reach the sky
Because without them they would be incomplete
And would remain “butter” without “fly”.
Mar 30, 2021
Mar 30, 2021 at 8:47 PM UTC
I would trust him with my life. I have never met him, he doesn't know my name. Yet he does the same.
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 6:46 PM UTC
They say "you're one-in-a-million."
but when you think about it,
there really is someone that's
exactly like you. They know how
you feel.
A lot of people feel like they
can't go on, because something
terrible has happened to them;
a lot of people cut themselves
wide open because they think they're
not good enough. Because they
want to feel;
A lot of people stand in front
of the bathroom mirror, lift their
shirt up, and pinch the "fat" that
is not there; they're blind to see
that their body is already
nothing but bone;
A lot of people know what it's
like to feel the way you do.
Choose to feel the
opposite.
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC