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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