Little Black Butterfly
Memoirs of Honey
Little Black Butterfly don't you worry
Little Black Butterfly what's the hurry?
You may not look like them, but that's okay.
You might not see it, but you're special in your own way.
So don't ruin a beautiful thing
Wanting to be like them is just a fling
Soon you will discover that you're not like the others
You stand bold while they hover
Realizing who you are
Is just the start
Use that big courageous heart
Chase your dreams
Grasp them with a firm fist
Shoot for the stars
I promise you won't miss
Little Black Butterfly hear me when I say
Everything's temporary
So Bloom like the flowers of February
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