The way she lost herself,
she could never turn around,
turn around and see how far she has reached
from her world,
from her life.
She is dead for herself- a lost soul
Many of them have notice her flying out-of-the-way
For them she was not more than a pray
Many say she is like a butterfly with damaged wings
Nobody told her about the right things
She tried to fly with those wings and
thought of flying
high and high
but the moment never came
and the butterfly found dead
untouched, but beaten by life.