Precious, little cocoon
Recovering from a past life
Shedding an old, tarnished costume
Almost ready to break through to the light
A reason was given
For me to hide away
Inside a solace prison
Where I shall stay
Until the ritualistic tradition
Forces me to adapt and change
Biding time! / Healing wounds!
Courage thrives! / Hope looms!
Pain divides! / Becoming immune!
Eyes shine! / Wings bloom!
The reason has proven
That the power of one can truly overcome
The insults and mockery of evolution
Only fuels the being that I strive to become
The solution is an inner, translucent revolution
And then the path to greatness has only just begun
It's so hard to let go of your armor
But sometimes it's worth to at least try
To open yourself up and make the departure
And take flight...on the wings...of a butterfly