wrote this lil poem today…
i don’t usually share what i write but whateverrr
most of yu people won’t understand what it’s really about (not butterflies lol)
and im aware that it’s not too good so i do not need to hear that from you..but here it is (:
Butterflies
would you notice them?
they prefer solitude most of the time
and don’t associate with much
that makes them wise
people know little about them
sometimes they prefer that,
to be arcane, to be known to few
but maybe they don’t
they’re delicate creatures
and easily broken
cracked like a narrow shard of glass
they tend to flee from apprehension
and from people
one person can unnerve them
that person like a savage
one that can destroy them
sending them off in an unfamiliar direction
penetrated with fear
unsure of where they’re headed
or what they’re doing
whether or not its worth the flight
they’re confused.
would you notice them then?
they’re extremely harmless
so why would you harm them
they’ve been harmed enough
but you don’t know that
They won’t always hasten away
they’ll stick around occasionally
waiting to be noticed
when they want to be seen
so would you notice them?
