They seem to sparkle
Their beautiful wings
As they fly through sky
High above the world.
They can fly above the world
And their problems.
Sometimes I wish
I could have those wings
So I can fly away,
Into the sunset.
I don't think it's fair
They get to have those wings.
They get to escape
With those beautiful wings.
I wish I could leave
And be free like them
As I spread my wings
And fly above my enemies.
A butterflies wings mean freedom.
Freedom I can't have.
