You look at me,

I’m supposed to be happy right?

What about you,

you lay there making excuses?

I’m supposed to smile,

why do you not smile for me?

I’m supposed to know I’m beautiful,

so that’s what everyone tells me!

To see the butterfly cry,

will it break your heart?

To hear the butterfly scream in pain,

will it make you fall to your knees?

To watch the butterfly fall to the ground,

will you stand & laugh at her for falling?

To look into the butterfly’s eyes,

will you feel her pain?

To touch the butterfly’s skin,

will you hurt her like many have before?

To hold the butterfly in your hands,

will you be gentle with her frailty?

To listen to the butterfly,

would you truly listen to her dreams?

To the butterfly that has fallen,

will you help her to her feet again or laugh?

To kiss the butterfly’s lips,

will you kiss with hate or love’s pure passion?

The butterfly looks to you with her beauty unveiled in its fullest,

do you Kiss the Broken Buttefly in all her glory?

Unpublished © 2011 Rebbecca Abernathy A.K.A KittyWolfSpirit