My vessels are clean .

But not seen for exactly what they're meant to be.

 But his eyes see the transparent and the unaparent.

I am not what the tricked twisted to be true.

I am not what the gulible dare to debate and conclude.

I am a butterfly.

Changed.

I ventured to vacate my safe haven where i thought i would risk my comfortability.

But now i have stability,

I have no vulgar inifeciency of inability.

I am unable to be quarintined.

Im completly FREE.