Butterfly

I can sing you a poem
About an innocence that once was stolen
I can read you a novel about the [bad word] that never was written

Once upon a time, a long time ago
There was a butterfly, flying alone
She flew above the hills till she got lost
Either it was the wind, or she was cursed.........

This is not where you belong
You need to escape
You need to live long
These are not the people you love
Open your eyes don't let them eat you alive

She found her self lost in [bad word] new world
There was no flowers, the hills were all rough
She shines like an angel in [bad word] darkness
Now she is doomed to drown in this silence

The [bad word] is, she newer was lost
There was a period in her live she had to pass
She grows too fast, and her childhood is gone
An adult was what she hated to [bad word] 
This is not where you belong
You need to escape
You need to live long
These are not the people you love
Open your eyes don't let them eat you alive

Her mouth was dry and tired of screaming
Her eyes swallowing by flames from crying!.......

This light is so blinding
She hates to be nothing-nothing
She wants to survive 
But the [bad word] is so whipping-whipping
It seems like we live in fairy tales
Everything is so colorful
Everything is a mess
We feel the sweet taste of happiness
But it's so crowdy here
And everyone is useless-useless

Her mouth was dry and tired of screaming
Her eyes swallowing by flames from crying!.......

This is not where you belong
You need to escape
You need to live long
These are not the people you love
Open your eyes don't let them eat you alive

Aive! Alive! Alive!