Spreading my Wings

I am a memory, an unseen butterfly.

I wonder about the life ahead of me.

I hear the insistent questions about my future.

I see the hope in my parents eyes.

I want to make everyone proud.

I pretend I'm not stressed.

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders.

I touch the tears as they fall from my face.

I worry I won't make it.

I cry when I sit down to think.

I am a memory, an unseen butterfly, fluttering by.

I understand every day is a new one.

I say I believe in myself.

I dream of the endless possibilities.

I try to make them a reality.

I hope I make an impression on the world.

I am a memory, an unseen butterfly, spreading my wings.