The butterflies turned to ashes
The stream dried out from my lashes
I guess it's time to walk away at gunpoint
Since no one would save me at this point
All the flame have stopped igniting
So there's no point of trying
I just want to forget
So stop pushing me or someday I'll regret
I was a cloud of mess
But a river of hopes and dreams
I want to explore and enjoy everything
Rather than focusing on one thing