Inside of me
A thousand butterflies
flutter fast
Inside
delicate wings
graffiti
graffiti
golden wingprints
on the inner surface
of this girl of glass
of this girl of glass
Inside
a hurricane of wings
an orchestra of stained glass
dancing to at last break free
One day
the glass girl will
combust from the madness,
from the mutiny
from the mutiny
of winged vibrations
a 1000 shattered pieces of glass
mingled with flying colors
a kaleidoscope of hope
painting the sky
a 1000 shattered pieces of glass
mingled with flying colors
a kaleidoscope of hope
painting the sky
or
if that doesn't happen:
if that doesn't happen:
Her feet will ever so slowly start to
lift off the ground they know so well
as a thousand butterflies propel her
towards the crown of the sky
Either way
She will emerge.
She will be free.
She will be free.
