Was left alone to die
This social butterfly.
When people got too loud,
She was lost in the crowd.
It may not be the intention,
But no one paid her attention.
So introverted she became.
Never to be the same.
Only talks when talked to,
Never to anyone new.
Left without a choice,
She had given up her voice.
Her opinion doesn’t matter.
Her hopes and dreams shatter.
This butterfly’s gone quiet.
Her parents just deny it.
They look the other way.
Assume everything is okay,
Even though it’s not.
She doesn’t stand a shot.
Wings forever are broken.
No more words to be spoken.
The butterfly will cry
Waiting here to die.
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