Infected Rain

I can sing you a poem
About an innocence that once was stolen
I can read you a novel about the truth that never was written
Once upon a time, a long time ago
There was a butterfly, flying alone
She flew above the hills till she got lost
Either it was the wind, or she was cursed....
This is not where you belong
You need to escape
You need to live long
These are not the people you love
Open your eyes don't let them eat you alive
She found her self lost in a completely new world
There was no flowers, the hills were all rough
She shines like an angel in the completely darkness
Now she is doomed to drown in this silence
The truth is, she never was lost
There was a period in her live she had to pass
She grows too fast, and her childhood is gone
An adult was what she hated to become
This is not where you belong
You need to escape
You need to live long