I am a broken butterfly,

Trying to reach the sky

Flying even as my wings break apart

My beauty became my throne,

My inner demons were my crown

Even as I flew,

To duties I was bound

Many colours adorned me,

But their meaning always flees

Many visions drown me,

But I swim to the beach

My words were my nectar,

My flowers were the people

The sky is so open,

But freedom still not visible

The truth of the future,

And the leers of the past

The world is so cruel,

And it is so harsh

Try as I might,

Fly as I cry,

But worries of the hour,

Blind my eyes

So I am a broken butterfly,

Still not giving up on life.