These walls are closing in

I feel as though I cannot win

The weight upon my shoulders

is heavier than boulders

I feel tragedy and woe

everywhere I go

Life seems full of misery

only one way to be free

My life has been a prison

only escape is a gun

Into the bullet I carve a butterfly

and here is my reason why

To show that I have taken flight

and left my sorrows on this night

So I ask you please remember me

when you see a butterfly, flying free