Try and forget the fighting.
Try and forget the past.
I know that it hurts.
I know how long it seems to last.

It's not worth today,
and it's not worth tomorrow.
I want you to be happy,
Not drowning in all this sorrow.

Sure, you're a little broken,
But so's a butterfly.
They're not worth your troubles,
And they're not worth your cries.

And I know that beyond all this,
Is a happy little girl.
One who doesn't fake all her smiles.
One who means so much to the world.

For Mo.