I-am poem

May 27, 2011
I am a butterfly, free and colorful.
I wonder where I'm suppose to be.
I hear sweet sounds of the world.
I see colors flying by, the world never stopping.
I want colors to surround me, bright and loving.
I am a butterfly free and colorful.
I pretend to be soft and delicate.
I believe in hope.
I touch others with my words.
I feel surrounded.
I worry about drifting away.
I cry from the pain of the world.
I am a butterfly free and colorful.
I understand the world is not the way I see it





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