Look straight

Since there is none

To hold her back

Here she goes

Out into the world

To build a future

Of her own

Why must she care

Whether her heart

Is pending/

She has willed her destiny

And shall not sever

From the path she chose

When there is

None to cling on to,

Its best to be a

Butterfly

And find one’s own flower

Why bother

Whether you live

But a day or two!