Butterflies Die

Smiles with no roots,
a theme of deception.
Bleeding souls and confused guts,
pain distracted by sunshine and music.
But emotional attachment always wins.

Resort to pills for happiness.
Everyone is watching, waiting
for you to fall.
Keep strong.
Repair your foundation with dreams,
your family name and roller coasters.

Still... you cant shake the feelings.
You're fated to pretend.
Crippled inside,
just a prisoner of a heavy soul.