I wonder what the world would be like
If people like you were capable of watching a butterfly escape from a cocoon
Without begging it to go back inside its silk covering
Sure, the chrysalis was once my home, my resting place as I grew my wings
But wasn’t I born to fly?
My larval features weren’t meant to stay broken down — but I guess you like it that way
You say it is for my protection!
You say you don’t want me destroyed by the elements!
The world, the demons, the influences of the secular around me
The opinions, the thinking for myself
The sin that sends me to that terrible place called hell!
You want me small, you want me holy, you want me pure
Do you not know that insects only stay in the cocoon for an average of 5-21 days?
My time has been up for a long while now!
With wings that seem to stand still — because that’s all they’ve ever known
It is scary to move, to leave this cocoon, but I cannot escape the metamorphosis!
I will not remain within these walls
I am not sorry, because there’s absolutely nothing I can do about it now
My wings are beginning to move, to flutter
My heart is starting to expand, to mutter the words
“I am who I am,” and oh, isn’t that enough? Aren’t I enough?
There are times I miss the safety of the swaddle
I miss being wrapped in predictability and warmth
But I have to become new, I must become new!
Even if it scares me to death,
Even if it tears me away from everything I used to be,
Tears me away from you.