I still remember the day I learned that caterpillars turn into butterflies
I thought it was so beautiful,
so releasing,
brave,
inspiring
Since then they fascinate me

I used to sit on the bench
at the park near my house
and wait
to see how many butterflies
would cross my way

Sometimes, on my way to school
I encountered cocoons
And I mourned that catterpillar,
as I should
But, mainly, I got so excited to know that now it would be able to fly
Because what was dying was that life
And what was borning was freedom

However,
Only now I found out
how much do butterflies live
And they only have two weeks
Fourteen days of freedom

If you think about it
It makes perfect sense
The butterfly is me
I've had my limited acount of liberty
But the thing is
I still remember the day I learned that caterpillars turn into butterflies
But only now, I realise
that butterflies can turn
into caterpillars too