The butterflies
Dance around in my chest
Having the time of their life
While I'm stuck
With the sickness of knowing
That you know
The butterflies
Flutter around
Making my heart beat fast
I know you can tell
The way my face flushes red
You must think I can't handle this
The butterflies
Cloud my head
Floating gently around
Making me stutter and stumble
Trip through words I've cradled for my whole life
I hate the way
The butterflies
Always seem to laugh
A twinkle of a smile
While I make foolish mistakes
But that's what they're there for.
