Transformation

I saw a butterfly change back
Into a caterpillar

Anti metamorphosis
Was a backward mask
Of a record player

And all her colors
Faded back into a green exterior
I watched her inch forward
Noticing her wings would no longer carry her

And at that moment she knew she'd have to buy alot more shoes

I asked her why she changed back
Maybe she didn't like to fly
Or the way her colors portrayed her
perhaps

She said what is the difference
In what you're looking at
Do you not find beauty in each way I dress
Has it changed my laugh

But what about change
And what about
Growth I said

Then she replied that's exactly what I did

I changed by not changing at all
I didn't prefer the flight to the way I crawl

I fought nature with all my creature
To be myself

I am a caterpillar
Not a butterfly at all