I am a butterfly Unweaving my cocoon Like a weavers loom I am unraveling my silken thread To shed the intricate prison That I have been in I am beginning To grow But I have to push my wings to learn to fly It will only be shortly Before I die I must enjoy this beauty in brevity To defy gravity and fly I must push myself heavily To reach the sky I spent so long trapped on the ground And I have only so much time To enjoy this freedom I have found