Author's Note:

It's unforgivable, I wrote this poem a while back, after getting a weird line in my head (er, it's the weirdest one here, you can't miss it), then I forgot about it in my notebook. It's absolutely terrible, I love this one so much.
Anyway, this particular poem is of the oh-so-rare variety that I write when I'm happy, thus, it will not depress you to tears (yay! =^_^=), but despite it's uncharacteristic cheeriness, it and the insanity of course (you need insanity to come up with the title line, believe me), belong to me. =^_^v

Butterflies in My Soul
LH-chan '02

Move with the rhythm,
the blues
rock n' roll.
Dance with the wind.
Catch butterflies in my soul.
Just too good a line,
to let it go.

Being myself.
Yeah, that's all I can be.
My hair's short,
but it's down.
I just wanna be free.

A little subdued,
a little bit wild.
Talk like an adult,
laugh like a child.
Life completely,
especially,
entirely-me styled.