A butterfly landed on a rock...
I stared at it and wonder why
I couldn't have the same luck.
The luck to fly when I want to get away
Not worry about the next day...
Ignore any beauty that gets in my way
Because I am that beauty that path meets...
To always know that the world is beneath my feet.
And not care about no love or soul
And what life might unfold...
knowing that eyes admire my colors
And what they see it wouldnt matter
For them 2 judge me...
Only words come out and thoughts are said
While I fly around your head
I dont need to talk for you to look at me
My beauty would attract your eyes
And you would admire me every time I fly..
You would ask why couldnt you have the same luck
To be that butterfly on that rock...