Butterflies
They fear us because we're different
We don't fit into their perfect colony
Bees buzzing all around
Swarming in every diection with an over whelming sound
We are many bu they are more
They sting once and then no more
Some of us fall but we stand tall
We continue to fight as we spread our wings and take flight
A whirlwind of colors each unique
We are the artist, the writers, and musicians
We are the rebels, the dreamers, and inventors
We are Butterflies
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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