Butterfly.......(La Mariposa)
I feel like a butterfly in a cocoon,
Just waiting for my wings to get stronger soon.
I know the cocoon is just a test,
To make sure I'm ready to fly my very best.
My wings get stronger when I fight my way through,
I'm no longer weak, this is true.
So I'll spread my wings and try to fly,
I can't give up, or I'll surely die.
I want to fly and to soar,
Until I can't fly anymore.
I'm tired of this so called "shell."
I want to get better, I want to get well.
My body is the cocoon, my spirit, the butterfly.
As I emerge from the cocoon, I will head for the sky.
With glorious colors on my wings,
I'll no longer look back at anything.
So stand back, and let me fly,
Upward, upward to the sky.
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