Metamorphosis
Thursday, January 25th, 2007I’m in a coccoon and getting butterfly
Gonna get my self clean and new wings
I know it takes long times and it’s not a fling
So I took a break and cut the cry
I gotta be patient to finish the fight
I cannot stop looking for the light
And the dangerous tricky thing in my sight
Will just trap me and take all my might
If I succeed, will I love the new me?
Will I finally leave the shield?
Or, if I fail what will I be?
Being stuck with all the things that I built?
January 25, 2007. 21:39