it was not my decision

To conjure up mirrored images that we share...

You and me, my dear

Feet firmly planted in the same hell

Interesting though how

This plays out 



Madam, I remember you now...

That was you that stood right out...

What was it though, about you..?

Oh, I know..! ..oh no!!! 



When your cocoon breaks,

You'll fly away

What then will your intentions be

With your beautiful wings spread, displayed?

Madam, embrace your true brillance... 



And fly... fly, fly, fly!!! 



Madam butterfly

Seek out your true brillance...

Let no one ever stop you!