Hey Butterfly, I know
You’re in the middle of something,
being stuck on the verge
hidden between the lines of dilemma.
I am not tired of waiting
I had the bricks of emotions,
and the sand of long lasting memories.
I have built a wall I cannot climb over
Trapping me inside, can’t even escape.
You know? being a flower
is hard, actually too hard !
One day, you might be free
to fly again with colors of your wish.
I won’t even get to know
being stuck on the other verge
We are never together
Are we? ...