My Metamorphosis
I stay low under detection, self eating my problems away.
Wanting change but feeling powerless to make it,
Self hate that furthers my eating until im plummed up.
I look inside myself to find something to love,
Hoping for something that might change.
Building a cocoon around myself to leave
Me to all my thoughts and ready to self assess.
Months of making little changes, following a
Path of self love. Times of harshness was always
Blowing against me, but I held on to see it through.
Finally, after troubled times I emerge from the cocoon
Loving who I've become and who I kept striving to
Be, with my beautiful wings spread I finished metamorphosis.
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