The girl stands in the middle of the dark street

Hoping for the answers to appear in time

In time before the reality hits

In time before the family mourns

In time before the time ends

She stays waiting for the quiet stranger that she wishes to meet

The stranger that she knows so well

Her sweet escape from the eternal hell of her so-called life

She hides in the shallow shadows

Her heart aches for the courage to continue

but she can’t

She looks out the window as she’s about to pull the trigger

and

A butterfly…

A butterfly reminds her of the hope in life

Of the harmony that conspires when the wind blows the trees

It’s her favorite sound

She puts the gun down

She’s decided to keep fighting

Fighting for her life

Fighting for her future

Fighting for herself.