Thoughts Turning to Ink on Paper

The Cacoon

The school year is coming to a close

The final hour

Where I make my decision

Is coming closer and closer

The decision that will seal my fate

This decision is my choice

I want to do it

I am ready to take that leap

With the one I love

There is still a weight on my chest

Dreading the outcome,

Dreading what they would do

I'm preparing for the worst

Because I know they will not take it kindly

They will not take to me making my decisions

My adult decisions,

The ones that are best for me

I know deep in my soul,

That if I listened to her

Listened to her wants instead of my own,

I would have been miserable,

Lonely, an empty shell of who I once was

All because I let my reason for living

For being happy go

I would have been nothing,

An empty shell of nothing

Pretending to be okay

Masking my true emotions

Hiding myself behind a persona

I'm glad I never listened

Otherwise I never would have realised

I am a caterpillar

In my cacoon

Changing and growing

To become something more than I already am

A caterpillar waiting to transform

To transform into a butterfly

To expand my wings

And to fly my own path

Just waiting for the day to come

The day where I'll be a magnificent creature

Emerging from a shell

A cacoon of control and of not my opinions

Shedding those layers to become who I'm meant to be

Someone who is not broken and pretending

Someone who chooses what's right for them

From caterpillar to butterfly,

It shows the potential growth

Of how much I've grown as a person,

As an adult

Learning I need to do what's right for me,

What makes me happy,

What defines me

The day will come when I turn

Into a magnificent butterfly

With purple wings