The butterfly effect
With inspection so far,
My imperfections so deep,
My insecurities yeah they creep,
Creep from leaf to leaf as I devour each
With not one leaf left behind,
Till finally I have to isolate.
To rebuild, rethink, reanalyze the beauty,
The beauty that is within me,
The beauty that is me,
My journey had been short as I let my
Insecurities back in,
But this time they are painted on my wings.