The Butterfly Effect (By Cat Lalonde)
Something is wrong with me.
I get bored, and I want to start over.
What could have been, what if I did this,
didn’t do this.
Did this.
Didn’t do this.
If I changed one little thing, would I be the same person?
It’s the butterfly effect. A butterfly flaps it’s wings, and miles away it’s a storm.
What could have been, what if I did this,
didn’t do this.
Did this.
Didn’t do this.
Just a fleeting moment, I tell myself.
Just a fleeting moment that will disappear in the morning. It will float away, and then I’m back
in the same routine.
And then I get bored,
and I want to start over. But what stops me
Is the butterfly effect.