Black Butterfly
Here I swing inside my dark cocoon afraid
to become all that I know I can be... A
Black Butterfly too scared to emerge into my
full potential and spread my beautiful black
wings. I'm so afraid to spread my wings, to worried,
about what this world may think of me? I'm a Black
Butterfly that can't seem to set myself free from this
cocoon that imprisons me.
I do know how the world will ever see my real beauty
that hides within me? The love I hide and the pain that
does consumes me.
I know this world can sometimes be cruel and rude place to be . . .
but if I don't break out of this cocoon and set
myself free? How will the world ever see me for me?
But I must first set myself free, so that the world
can see all my true beauty... and when I do emerge from
cocoon? A beautiful Black Butterfly is what I shall be.
As I spread my wings and fly into the sky… Fly away fly,
fly beautiful Black Butterfly.
Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor
Copyright ©2008 Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor
Copyright © Jay Anderson-Taylor | Year Posted 2008
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