Butterflies.

Butterflies,
It's how I feel.
saying my goodbyes
I start to cry, this can't be real.
My stomach is getting jumpy now,
as I gently kiss your face.
I don't know why, I just know how.
So I silently take my place.
Momma tells me it'll be okay
and know what she says is true.
I don't know what else to say,
I didn't have a clue
that you didn't want to live,
that you didn't want to be my dad
and give all that you could give.
Some people think its sad
to lose you the way I did.
I try to shrug it off, but it only makes me mad.
God... I'm just a kid.
I didn't deserve to lose you.
I didn't deserve to get that phone call.
And I don't deserve to feel so blue
and every other minute start to bawl.
The butterflies are back...
As I see you in your coffin... motion less and dead.
Goodbye... the word you never said.
Goodbye butterflies.
Fly, fly, away.. Today.