Broken's a Beautiful Gift

Although this butterfly has been torn
scars are here like a second skin worn
tough on the outside, through snow or rain
dying on the outside from all the pain
it's making it through life, as you can see
finding the lies, this is dying ecstacy
making it through to show its strong
you say a broken butterfly is wrong

Chorus:
Cracked, Beat and Broken
Silent, Crying, never spoken
these wings, although scarred still fly
it takes more than suicide to die

I say brokens a beautiful gift
never perfect, even after the shift
torn up wings, made hard to fly away
your all dark, against the day
torn up hearts, losing their beat
you dont know broken, so take a seat
beautiful colors faded out, colorless
they talk behind your back, in-famous
incapable of bleeding, your empty inside
dont curl in on yourself, dont hide, show pride

Chorus

beat it through this coming storm
take flight with new found form
wear your scars to show you care
walk with pride and let them stare
it shows you've been torn, beat and broken
but through it all love, hope and heart werent taken

Cracked, Beat and Broken
Silent, Tired and Forgiven
these wings, alothough scarred still fly
it takes more then suicide to die <3