You see that butterfly?
It’s beautiful right, but isn’t it also a bit scary, when looking at plain sight.
I don’t know about you,
But it sometimes seems like that beauty is not always good to have or to yearn for.
What is even beauty?
Is it something you can measure by asking the population’s opinion?
Is it something I have to conform to depending in what beauty world I live in?
I am my own person, and I don’t want it any other way, but the butterfly is sometimes still there, flying around, questioning and pestering you.
But when you touch it it’s apparently dangerous,
Because then it’s not able to fly anymore.
......
Some take bottles
Some take cash
Some take openly
Some take shyly
Under the table
Creepy smile
For them bribe
Is like new bride
Everyone blame
......
She told me that her problem,
Was the excess fat she had,
Around her waist below her cheekbones,
Always lacking in her butt,
Her double chin was so annoying,
And her eyes too boring to look at,
She didn’t see her little dimples,
Composing a melody along her smile,
Those eyes that were too boring,
Reflected truth, reflected warmth,
......
What are they doing to our babies
Looking on the news and see that they been dying lately,
What is going on this world its getting kinda crazy
Drop them off at school to tell them see you later, maybe
They go to school to learn and have fun
Shouldn’t have to worry about a killer with a gun
Preaching to them in the room like a nun
Praying to God that they never have to run
......
Kill the moon
No sea shall rise again, torture of the land
No howling wolf shall disturb the night
No mourning for the lost souls, forgotten and never found
No sorrow for the lost love, no regrets
Kill the moon
To rise, to seize the moment
In joy to smile
And then in hysteria
Laugh
......
You see that butterfly?
It’s beautiful right, but isn’t it also a bit scary, when looking at plain sight.
I don’t know about you,
But it sometimes seems like that beauty is not always good to have or to yearn for.
What is even beauty?
Is it something you can measure by asking the population’s opinion?
Is it something I have to conform to depending in what beauty world I live in?
I am my own person, and I don’t want it any other way, but the butterfly is sometimes still there, flying around, questioning and pestering you.
But when you touch it it’s apparently dangerous,
Because then it’s not able to fly anymore.
......
You know you're in trouble
When folks burst your bubble
That your fine English accent
Most others lament.
Their eyes grow far larger
Their countenance harder
As they gaze with intent
To listen hell bent.
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There was once a time in our history...
When Americans stood proud and tall...
When families spent nights together...
Ate apple pie and watched baseball...
When moms prepared all our meals...
When dads helped with homework, too...
A time when we said Grace as a family...
We were proud of the red, white and blue...
......
Majesty and Grace, Duty and Forbearance,
Yet who was the woman behind the smile,
A mother, wife whose youthful preference
To live a simpler life among the rolling hills of her beautiful green isle.
Yet fate plays games, it's choices rarely random,
In a time of need this girl it deftly summoned,
The world she knew requested to abandon
To fast become a Monarch worldly wise and seasoned.
......
What are they doing to our babies
Looking on the news and see that they been dying lately,
What is going on this world its getting kinda crazy
Drop them off at school to tell them see you later, maybe
They go to school to learn and have fun
Shouldn’t have to worry about a killer with a gun
Preaching to them in the room like a nun
Praying to God that they never have to run
......