You want me to stay the way you want me forever
You want to trap me in my pupa, keep me as a caterpillar
You don't want me to grow wings; you think I'll fly away from you
Why can't you have some faith in me when I say that isn't true?
You've got a phobia of butterflies, a twisted lepidopterist
And you will never let me be an optimist
You think you're protecting me, but it's only your version of me
I can't keep being what you expect me to be
A counterfeit, the opposite, of what I need
I must be freed
You think you know what's best for me, but you don't, you can't
Stop fearing the change that was destined to come from day one
