Butterflies Inside

Meeting new people
For me, is never a ball
The butterflies inside
Flaps and makes me hide.

Just walking into a room
Poor butterflies meet their doom
As my confidence in me sinks
Denying what people think.

It is so hard to be true
For just simply being you
The butterflies inside
Seems, they just died.

I dreamt of the time
When I wake, all is fine
The butterflies will fly away
The world will know, I am gay.