You are a butterfly. Fly high , fly high


See how beautiful you are,
Fly high , fly high
Just make sure , you fly until sun begins to set.
See how lucky you are
Fly high, fly high

Why do you look so desolate?
It doesn’t look good on your beautiful face.
It doesn’t matter why you are sad.
You just have to pretend to be happy. Got it?
Fly high, fly high

Now that you’ve fulfilled your wishes,
That we didn’t force you upon,
It’s time to listen to us.
Cut your wings yourself,
Or else; you know when people fly higher than they deserve to,
Some dragon flies come and….

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