Somewhere in this mess
I found the ones who are always here,
the ones who will stroke my back after a long day,
the ones who will flirt my days away,
the ones who will listen
and the ones who will help.
I found the ones who will know more me
and accept more me
than this whole mess did.
I found the ones who will make me feel
some sort of -
some strange sort of butterflies.
Not the common ones
but the ones that
make me fly.
And all this mess
I found me.
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