• lies all trapped inside
    there is never a way to decide
    do we stay or go
    will they always show

    The Butterflies hold my dream
    Catch it and stop its scheme
    Cut It with that sythe
    While i make that sacrafice

    i kill myself slowly fro you
    hoping the Butteflies few
    But in the end all i find
    Is thgat i tried too hard. Wasting time