Silence of Butterflies.

Casey Sanchez. 2nd Place. Congrats!!!

" Hello Pretty little butterfly. I'm sorry you can not fly."

People are like butterflies, beautiful in their own way, but broken in more ways than one. We can never relive yesterday but if you see a flower, stop and smell it because you may never see that exact flower again.... If you see someone breath taking and beautiful, call them out, scream their beauty is known and acknowledged by you. You may never met or see that person again and you may have helped them not fall apart that day. People are like butterflies, soooooooo speak to me with only your soul and only bleed out to me your thoughts. Your looks do not matter, they are a part of who you are. When you speak to me, your speaking to a broken, surviving, recovering butterfly. You are speaking straight to a soul with a compassionate existence. Speak to me the truth instead of the silence in our hearts. We are only as beautiful as we allow ourselves to be portrayed as or seen as or just be in that matter. Silence is a trembling existence. Speak up, speak out, speak now.

" Hello Pretty litte butterfly. I'm sorry you can not speak."