All I need right now is to be left alone, <br />Forgotten by the rest of the world, <br />Forgiven by my soul, <br />which I have disappointed once again. <br />Can I now shrink in a corner <br />like I did when I was a child? <br />Can I now run in my mother’s arms <br />so she can give me comfort with her love? <br />Can I now have my wings back? <br />Because I feel like an angel dismissed from heaven. <br />And if I can’t be compared with one <br />can I be considered as a butterfly? <br />Because when butterflies <br />get too close to the bright light <br />they burn...<br /><br />Ivy Christou<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/butterflies-are-fragile/
