Butterfly Poem by Brittany D. Gay

It was just like a butterfly sitting on the windowsill looking in to the glass, watching the one inside hurt & cry. That’s how I felt, like a butterfly on the outside looking in, but the one who was hurt and crying was also me. The pain I had was unbearable and behind my deceiving wings, I’d hide. So I decided to be like a butterfly, so simple, sweet, and free. So I
Decided to let the tears and the pain slip away from me, and no matter
what happened, no matter who hurt me they would never
know…Because I am like a butterfly, Simple. Sweet. And free,
keeping all the pain bottled up in me…