knots
Knots are worse that butterflies
They symbolize fright and pain
The knots you give me are enough
To make me go insane
And when you pass me and your face
Is blank because you know
I wonder if we're still the friends,
Or have I become your foe.
Will this be overcome soon?
I really miss your words.
Don't believe what others say,
I'd much rather be heard.
Do you sit and think of me?
Or do you just forget?
I really wish you'd let me know,
Right now the knots are my best bet.
What happened to the comfort?
Where did the laughter go?
The knots have brought in awkwardness,
So much the butterflies have been overthrown.