The caterpillar waiting to be a butterfly

Wed, 09/01/2021 - 23:33 -- unknow3

I wish I could love myself 

Or know how to forgive oneself 

After putting her through so much 

So lost her soft touch 

 

Full of fear 

Never filled of cheer 

When will ill be enough 

Ive had it so rough 

 

I wish life was easy 

But if leaves me queasy 

Down inside im crying 

On the outside im trying 

 

Im at war with myself 

Its every man for himself 

The loneliness consumes me 

And drowns me at sea 

 

I want to know the real me

But no one is so blind as those can not see 

Open my eyes and see 

That I am me  

 

Im currently a caterpillar waiting to fly 

But soon ill be a butterfly high in the sky 

This poem is about: 
Me

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