Be like a ladybug.

My insides reflect my reality 

In juxtaposition to what ladybugs think

Am or winning or sinking?

Did I lose, or was I just used?

The sound in my heart keeps beating

But the speed in my feet is leaving 

It’s all a mystery

What happens — literally?

Is up to none of us

Yet God allows those things that tear us down

Those things that make us proud 

Those things that make us fall to our knees — because they hurt us so deep

The flair that ladybugs exude

Tell me what to do when I’m in a mood

The protection stemming from their exterior existence

Makes me want to cover up

Camouflage

Be distant

Be still

Be persistent

And yield into living a life where everybody doesn’t know everything about me.

Be like a ladybug, you see!