ButterfliesNeverDie

Drowning in your suffering, Wounded by your misery, And slowly, you disappear And lose yourself in anguish. No longer desired, Bruised and Abused, Mistreated, and Misused, Covered in crimson pain, Slowly, you are becoming insane. Empty eyes, Your Motionless, Day by day, No more no less, Afraid to confess, But this burning inside your chest.. Existing for another end, Will it be them who will win, Refusing to pull yourself together, Happiness becomes the never, Early ends as the day begins, Another life, Another mark upon your skin, Slowly, you accepted defeat, From this hurt you begin to feel too weak And you close your

Slowly, I pick up the pieces of what's left, Weaving together the shards of broken glass, Scarring myself more than before, My tears begin to stain the floor. Slowly, days begin to go by, and I'm almost done, The glass together in a stained heart reflecting the inner of me, The inside, where I am waiting.. Slowly, I am able to clean the stains away, and restore it, Slowly, with time, my cuts begin to heal, And yet again, my guard is down, And it is dropped once more, I bleed, As broken shards of my heart hit the floor

Cleverbot: Are you a girl? User: Maybe. Cleverbot: Are you a girl? User: Maybe. Cleverbot: Are you human? User: Maybe. Cleverbot: Damn. User: Hehe. Cleverbot: It would have worked out, if you were female.