Noxious Butterfly

I'm fine! Really, I am. My eyes may give way To emotions, but I've found That hiding them is okay. No one wants to live with Their heart on their sleeve. That'd be just fine if People didn't care or need. As it is, no one can Survive. Not alone that is. Clinging to one another and Crying together like kids. I want to surpass that, I want to be able on my own. In many ways like a cat, I would do more alone. Sometimes, when I think this Loneliness pushes it's way in And it gets so hard to resist That noxious butterfly's sin. Sure, I care for others And want those feelings in return. People are like wet covers Weighing you down to get burned. My feelings, I want to cut them. To tear them down and rip them out. But once it's dance has begun The butterfly will win, no doubt. No more! Leave me be I say. You imploring noxious butterfly! Feelings, I will not hear of them today There are no rules that life goes by. But within me the dance continues, Those horrid things I want to forget. Some sort of personal revenue My noxious butterfly, my feelings, kept. ~Reecie