Butterfly





Crawls around nervously, in her own day dream. 
Wanting for the day that she will break free from society.
The fear that has nested so comfortably in side her that has kept her bound.
Submissive, not too think for herself.
Following the crowd that seems to know the way.

Sick of the norm., the fear, wanting an waiting for her time too shine.
Knowing she will be bright as the sun.

Crawls around now so carelessly 
She can fill it building up with in her.
Birthing a new. 
Freedom, life, she will breathe.

The mold she allows to be formed upon her.
Covering her with a chrysailds.
Relaxed, and submissive too it at her own time.

She births forth a new reality.
Of beauty.
She spreads her beautiful wings an soars
So magically through the air.
Watching the world as it remained still 
But she would not let society keep her.

Not too be food for the others. 
A difference she yearned for, a difference she made.
Giving up the old. 
Now fearlessly she spreads her beautiful wings and soars through society.

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  1. SonaliAugust 15, 2020 at 5:44 AM

    Beautiful and engaging 🙂 thanks for sharing 👍🏻

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