I smile from the pain that I cause for myself
But the butterfly still echoed like it was yesterday
I'm drawn by this thought, almost losing my half
I was never anyone's first choice is an agony
That night, when you were thinking about your life
That night, when you were trying to push negative thought
That night, when you were feeling vulnerable
Every night, when you're hiding from the light
Every day feels like you living in a dystopian world
You're just trying to survive, trying to live in this broken world
This is dystopian August behold
