her

Why does such green beautiful eyes fill with tears when i'm in sight?
I just want you to look at me
But when the pigment of my skin reflects off of your eyes, your heart can't bear
perhaps you want me to be lighter..
if so I'll bleach my skin until the brown butterflies that live on my skin will turn to moths
or perhaps you want me to be an un-ordinary color like red to represent the hood that use to protect you
if so I'll strip my skin of of all brown butterflies and let my  flesh bleed red, maybe then you'll atleast hug me to stop the bleeding.
or maybe blue, like the sky. If so i'll freeze my flesh until ice sickles trickle on the wings of the brown butterflies
I just want love, mom.