A Treasure

You throw away your heart,
And stamp on it on the ground.

You wipe away your tears,
And move on quick.

Why must you do that?
Why must you deny...

Deny your true form...
You don't understand, my love...

Your a simple caterpillar,
But i see your beauty.

And when you do too,
You will curl up...

Weave a wall of the tightest threads,
Waiting for the day...

The day i see you,
I see you and smile.

As you burst on out,
In a million colours.

Every emotion hidden,
Is an emotion wasted.

Every time you hide,
I will find you.

When you stomped on your heart,
I picked it up and nursed it to health.

You asked why,
I would do such a pointless and peculiar thing.

I smiled,
And dusted off your beating heart.

I whispered in words,
For only you to hear.

Hey, it may be your trash,
But it's my treasure.