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I am not a Butterfly

With all the fake-ness

We faked it naturally by smiling it passionately without blinking twice the eyes,

Saying Yes when wishing it to be No,

Wishing others could understand better rather fighting for our rights,

Leaving love behind to attain the compromises,

I lead my life understatements of others while I thought I am a butterfly.

I not lose any battle but lost in no spirit to live for a while,

I have everything in the eyes of the beholder but they forget I too have a life.

Always chasing something new with a passion to live it again for a while,

Earned nothing said by the mates whom I worshipped day and night,

They never trusted when I was sure they are the ones giving me wings to fly,

I love them unconditionally but they never allow me to fly,

The whole of my life I was seeking their permission for only once to let me breathe in an open sky,

I think more than hatred love suffocate by making it wise,

I thought I will grow,





But I lead my life understatements of others while I thought I am a butterfly,

Later I discovered which I am not,

but only a human who wants to listen only Yes for all the No’s she said in her life