One minute-one minute
then I will ask
As soon as they rush through the door
I’ll shoot my question fast
But mom comes in angry
Work must have been tough again today
She just wants complete silence
Just wants everyone out of the way
Maybe dad will help me
He’s the hero always up to the test
But he’s been laboring for 12 hours straight
It’s time for him to rest.
Best friends will surely assist,
I mean, that’s what they do:
With bonds voluntarily established,
They’re always there for you.
But they’ve got issues of their own:
Parents, Syndromes, Prayers,
Grades, Money, Image, Boys.
What’s my problem compared to theirs?
Silence is the answer
I can decipher it alone
It may be scary, it may be hard
but that’s what this life condones.
Everyone is so caught up
in their own issues that seemingly swarm
Probably no one will notice
the butterfly on her arm.
I had never heard of the butterfly project until this week, and it seems like a brilliant idea. Personally, I’m tweaking it to help me when I feel overwhelmed by life in general, which has been happening a lot recently. Whenever I start to feel troubled or distressed, I’ll follow the instructions of the butterfly project. I already drew one, which is pictured above (I’m not the best artist but it will suffice). Her name is Dana.
I’m also bearing a butterfly on my arm to spread awareness and support those who actually deal with depression and self-mutilation. Hopefully someone who had no prior knowledge of the butterfly project will read this post and draw a butterfly on their arm too.