A am a free spirit, like a butterfly flying in the sky.
...I am a performer at heart; a gift trying to escape from inside.
I wonder why the world’s the way it is now.
…I wonder who I truly am within
I hear a distant child’s laughter slowly fading away.
…I hear voices telling me what to do.
I want to spread my wings and fly.
…I want to wash away these upsetting days.
I am a free spirit, like a butterfly flying in the sky.
…I am a performer at heart; a gift trying to escape from inside.
I pretend that the world is a happy place.
…I pretend that I’m happier than I really am.
I feel a child calling out for help.
…I feel a voice calling from within.
I touch every heart that comes my way.
…I touch the rain to make my day; to wash away the disappointment
I worry that my siblings will do stupid things in life.
…I worry that I’m not social enough to truly enjoy mine.
I cry when my parent’s fight and cause my siblings fright.
…I cry if I disappoint myself; if I make stupid mistakes.
I am a free spirit, like a butterfly flying in the sky.
…I am a performer at heart; a gift trying to escape from inside.
I understand that life can’t be kittens and hugs.
…I understand that money doesn’t buy happiness, or make me feel warm.
I say that things will get better if people try hard.
…I say to keep holding on even if the wire gets too thin.
I dream that my siblings will have a better life.
…I dream that I, myself, will fly away from here.
I try to keep a happy face for those who love me.
…I try to keep my hope lit, no matter how much it dims.
I hope to one day tell my siblings some advice they can really use.
…I hope to one day believe that advice too.
I am a free spirit, like a butterfly flying in the sky.
…I am a performer at heart; a gift trying to escape from inside…
...I am a performer at heart; a gift trying to escape from inside.
I wonder why the world’s the way it is now.
…I wonder who I truly am within
I hear a distant child’s laughter slowly fading away.
…I hear voices telling me what to do.
I want to spread my wings and fly.
…I want to wash away these upsetting days.
I am a free spirit, like a butterfly flying in the sky.
…I am a performer at heart; a gift trying to escape from inside.
I pretend that the world is a happy place.
…I pretend that I’m happier than I really am.
I feel a child calling out for help.
…I feel a voice calling from within.
I touch every heart that comes my way.
…I touch the rain to make my day; to wash away the disappointment
I worry that my siblings will do stupid things in life.
…I worry that I’m not social enough to truly enjoy mine.
I cry when my parent’s fight and cause my siblings fright.
…I cry if I disappoint myself; if I make stupid mistakes.
I am a free spirit, like a butterfly flying in the sky.
…I am a performer at heart; a gift trying to escape from inside.
I understand that life can’t be kittens and hugs.
…I understand that money doesn’t buy happiness, or make me feel warm.
I say that things will get better if people try hard.
…I say to keep holding on even if the wire gets too thin.
I dream that my siblings will have a better life.
…I dream that I, myself, will fly away from here.
I try to keep a happy face for those who love me.
…I try to keep my hope lit, no matter how much it dims.
I hope to one day tell my siblings some advice they can really use.
…I hope to one day believe that advice too.
I am a free spirit, like a butterfly flying in the sky.
…I am a performer at heart; a gift trying to escape from inside…
