Butterfly with no wings

Butterfly with no wings”
   Siting up and tying to touch the sky never able to catch the butterfly 
   Trying to find you when I am feeling so blue                       
    bout to catch my breath while staring at death
     staring him right in the eye with my spirit floating above so high          
      sucked back some might say revived I say pulling me away from where I had been deprived 
      deprived from abuse even though they let him loose.  
       Why I ask looking at that dark cloudy sky’s but I only here a tear rolling from my bloodshot eyes
        Am I worth Even as much as mud I say while stearing at roses beginning to bud.
     I try to hold it but its thorns are wat protect it.