By Ephany Star

When I look at myself I always wonder what I will become one day

I know I am destined to change, or bloom is a better word to say

Like wings in a cocoon

Call me a caterpillar, bound to flourish into a beautiful butterfly one day soon

What may seem to be an end is really a lovely start

Under the old skin, waiting to be shredded, is my growing heart

It beats stronger with time and grows wiser with the rising of the sun

Learning from mistakes and missteps, becoming a better person

Fighting harder with each passing seconds to get out

Ready to learn to walk again and no doubt

Stop crawling, transpiring into flying under the glisten moon

Like wings in a cocoon

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