but they never taught me how to live.

They judge under their standards not mine.

Dear God, why doesn’t he see

What a beautiful diamond he has in me?

Is it worth my time

To again explain

That what he’s doing is causing me pain?

Spiritually, mentally, emotionally lacking

I think it’s time I send this man packing.

I am beautiful, I am sexy, I am blessed, I am free

To love anyone and anything significant to me.

So why am I wasting my time? Fighting for what?

Fighting for something that’s not lifting me up?

Telling me one thing but acting another

This...

 I am a butterfly—

A metamorphosed creature,

Extraordinary, beautiful, and unique;

But also wild and free.

Flying through the air,

I am as light as the wind.

I see the world from many angles;

From many angles the world sees me.

I am fragile,

Yet very strong.

There is trouble all around me,

Yet I keep going on.

And when I do get discouraged

And think that life is not worth living,

I hear a little voice within me say—

Fly butterfly fly;

Again I fly once more.

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