Butterfly

And after all the rain has fallen

And the night is slowly fading

And I am told

That the light will rise again

Even though I too have smiled

When I was told to smile

And even when I was not

And I felt

That maybe

Through all the clouds

I could finally

Look at the burning rays

Of hope

But they just shone right through me.

My joy is in the past

And although

Still I can feel it

Like a memory

It will vanish

And I wished

Upon my star

Long gone now

That perhaps one of the many people

Would find me.

But it is time to fly

I do not know where
Or how
For my wings, if there

Are fragile and useless

By promises broken
By hurt which was spoken

Or maybe it is not I

Who I must allow to fly
For one cannot rise

In the darkness

I may have a crown

But it is not of gold
For it reflects myself
Alive and yet cold

But as it is truth

It is what I must wear

Until I am told
That without it

No-one will care
That still I shall be me

And without wings

I can be free

For who said you need wings

To fly
I will use the truth
To find the sky
Where at late long last
I can be I

I know that there will always be rain
But if I let go of my fears

And let hope shine out of my tears
I know that I will learn to love
Again