Butterflies begin from having been another

As a child is born from being in a mother's womb

But how many times have you wished you were some other

Than someone who you really are

Yet who's to say that if all were uncovered

You will like what you see

You can only be you

As I can only be me



Flowers cannot bloom until it is their season

As we would not be here unless it was our destiny

But how many times have you wished to be in spaces

Time places than what you were

Yet who's to say that unfamiliar places

You could anymore be

Loving you that you see

You can only be you

As I can only be

Me



I can only be me