I wondered around wondering what my purpose in life was.
I always felt out of place.
Then one day, I could feel a change occouring within myself.
It was like I was in a cacoon; trapped.
I was so lonely.
Then one day I could see the light for the first time, so I strengthed out.
Finally I was free.
There was something different about me.
My body, and color had changed.
I felt beautiful for the first time.
Then, I noticed I had wings.
So I did what felt natural; I spread my wings and with all my might, I started to flap them, and I flew for the first time.
The world was like a new place to me, I could see everything differently.
With all the changes you may go through, it will one day make you into something beautiful.
And beauty always flys
By: April Ann Artis-Walter, 8-24-2012