We’re just some gilded butterflies
Holding hands and hugging lies
The things we build our life upon
Are here one day, the next it’s gone.
We both pretend all is okay
When really life has gone astray
We keep our silly act going
We know just what we’re really sowing
And yet continue on this road
And carry this old heavy load
We won’t admit what we now feel
We’re ‘fraid to know that it’s all real.
Instead we calmly pass each hour
E’en though it takes all of our power
To hold convulsing hearts in chest
We never get much-needed rest.
Someday our hearts will spill their guts
And fix each other’s throbbing cuts
And we’ll look back on years before
And wonder what on earth they’re for.
GILDED
Amanda Michelle Brown 