There once was a girl, who once loved a man.
She gave and she gave, with very little given back.
She saw through glasses made of roses,
while washing the world with good intentions.
One winter evening at a party with friends,
her world fell apart with the things that he said.
“I tell you I love you, but I don’t love you,”
She sat staring
Her eyes glazed
Her face contorted
“I think you’re stupid; I think you’re the devil,”
She staggered to her feet
Her body felt heavy
Her head was dizzy
“There is nothing for you here, girl.”
“Just big dark love, girl.”
She felt lost and alone,
with nothing to do but run.
There is hope for the flowers,
in this great big world.
There is lots more living to do,
for this caterpillar girl.
She built her cocoon and is ready for change.
It’s only a matter of time
Til she emerges as a butterfly.