I believe poetry can take anything in life and make it sound beautiful...

The angle at which you look at something greatly effects the way you see it.
And when everything looks all wrong, maybe it's just upsidedown. So instead of getting all worked up....why don't we just stand on our heads?

And even if our wings are ripped, and we forget how to fly, it doesn't mean we die.
Our wings will heal eventually, with the healing that life brings,and so, we are still butterflies..just butterflies with broken wings.