Life's A Drag

If I concentrate really hard.

I can make a tiny flame appear on my fingertips, it dances like a fiery butterfly on a gentle summer breeze. I wonder if I should share my gifts with everyone else, but I just end up thinking about Molly.

The moment I should my horns to her she just felt frightened, I don't want people to look at me in fear. I'd rather bring everyone a big smile or better yet some cheer!

I guess I need to keep this my secret for now.

So fly little butterfly on hidden fire wings, take my wishes for a better tomorrow and numb the painful stings.