Highway time

I carry my bag on my shoulder

Just being long run rider

Claim myself as an outsider

I stand on every rough darkest stone

Sparkling light accompany when alone

And Grey-white smoke makes hectic sound

Confessing with dingy-wear strong

Playing lovely sweet groovy heartbeat song

Spreading my mind was going wrong

Blue-dark jeans tighten my feet

Don’t know the time spreading route

And let the steps vanish the road

Knowing the ending line is so blur

I try walking along the singing pasture

and just realize life is perfectly cruel

My First Butterfly

When I was born, I’ve been the isolation place

Loneliness, restricted move, undefined trace,

Prepared for the red chaos defiance.

But the watchman is still in my main thy mind mine.

I’m free from solitude, but I

Weak, unprepared

And everyone call me a despised caterpillar.

The luminary clock is ticking,

And I step with no direction.

Sparkling light guiding me,

The darkness sky attempting me,

Gust of wind strengthening me,

Heavy rain hurting me,

And I’m just holding on.

The temptation bring me back

To the place where I should be at,

I about to come out

Everyone call me pupa.

The emptiness, sadness, and tenderness,

Start the beginning of my life.

Fly, fly, fly.

I open my eyes,

Breathe and feel the air.

I stand on colorful flowers.

Colored wings,

Flattering flight,

Mesmerize antenna,

They sight on my beauty.

I spread the love symphony to you,

And I know that someday you will spread it too.

I just flying through the sky to find the truth,

And I know that tonight I will find it true.

I believe my heart can’t fly

Even the journeys pass me by,

And because the story bring me gray,

You are only my first butterfly




It's My First Butterfly, how's bout you? :)