I am starting to see who you are
I am starting to make the connections
You are a beautiful person
You go beyond the surfaces of beautiful
You are diverse in spirit
You try to dim your light
You try to dim your light so you won’t
Blind others from the brightness
Of who you are.
Your someone who feels every emotion
You show love through the warm ness of your heart
You think caring to much hurts you,
The truth is you try not to care
That is what hurts you
Baby Butterfly you are diverse
Baby butterfly you are amazing
Baby butterfly sing me a song
Baby butterfly your a very deep color
You understand what it means to fly
You enjoy nature because it soothes who you are
It quiets your thoughts
About the Creator
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