You are a tragic creature

But everyone thinks you’re an angel

They think your glow has never been tainted

They think your image is the truth


They don’t know you’ve been knocked down

Or how you’ve torn yourself apart

They don’t know that you have pain

They forget that you are human


They want you to be their butterfly

But you want to be the ocean

Deep and terrible and beautiful and full

They don’t know your mysteries; they don’t know your truth.




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