There used to be someone,
Like a butterfly,
Free and natural, unique and special,
Now theres just a blob,
Following unnaturally, the same all over,
I want my butterfly back,
Can i have it back?
You took it from me, when you took my soul,
I have waited long enough,
I'm here to get it back, you will pay,
I have friends now, hopes and dreams,
Something to live for,
So here i am asking for my life back,
I dont want to be like you any more,
I love and i care,
I hate hitting and shouting, i dont want to,
The butterfly wants to come back,
Can i have it back? |