Like A Butterfly

FREE!

Like a butterfly, 

Flying past a swarm of bees, 

A field of flowers was all I would see, 

Others laughter howling louder than the wind, 

The many scrapes and brusies painting dark against my skin, 

Wishing I was normal like the rest of the crew, 

Instead I was confused at just 4 feet 2, 

6 feet now and it all makes sense, 

I'm meant to spread my wings, 

Like a butterfly, 

FREE!

This poem is about: 
Me

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