free-as-a-butterfly

WHAT IF if i should crumble   if i should fall would there be   anything left at all just the specks     of tiny dust of a sole a heart    things torn apart or thrown upon a fire   embers in the glow if i left if i should go   who would really know of all the reasons why   i doubt they would even cry the here and now    is up and down the good and bad    both ive had but lost empty alone   chills you to the bone no fire for heat  just get beaten no energy to cope   loss of all hope no reason to try  when you just cry all hope is lost gone   nothing to hold alone cold sadness all around   the one you want not to be found yo