Getting On....

Feelings and Sentiments of a butterfly

Knowing that growing up is my fate

Even though Heart longs to lie

But the wits knows it’s late

Getting to know the world is worth a try

Realizing its all bait

Missing merriments and hating the goodbye

Beckon me back as going away is not so great

Touching heights and climbing high

Opening itself is a gate

I need to get in how and why,

Is a question answered on no date.

Discerning the life is a far cry,

Simply living on with no hate,

Is my calling without a tie,

Even if it comes with a rate.