There once was a little girl named Sarah.
She lived in a small, poor village called Farah.
On the inside she is sweet, kind, and fair,
But on the outside she acts like she doesn't care.
One day she finds an injured butterfly,
She decides to take care of it and the days go by.
But then the villagers begin to wonder,
"Why is she being so kind?" They ponder.
Sarah Begins to question it herself,
"What am I to myself?"
"What is it that I could be?"
And then she realizes, "I am being me."
She lived in a small, poor village called Farah.
On the inside she is sweet, kind, and fair,
But on the outside she acts like she doesn't care.
One day she finds an injured butterfly,
She decides to take care of it and the days go by.
But then the villagers begin to wonder,
"Why is she being so kind?" They ponder.
Sarah Begins to question it herself,
"What am I to myself?"
"What is it that I could be?"
And then she realizes, "I am being me."