Red Balloons and Butterflies
Fly away, to your childish dreams,
Everyday goes by,
It’s like an unfinished theme park,
You want to ride but you can’t,
You cry in a room, alone,
But no one hears you,
You realize the truth,
No one loves you,
A phantom comes to take you,
You try to run,
But a glowing butterfly stops you,
And tears fall to the ground,
You see a red balloon,
And you try and grab it,
But butterflies fly everywhere,
And you cry once again.