I am that badgering caterpillar of ugliness,
which tries to come again and again,
You keep plucking me,
keep condeming me,
isolating me from your precious plane.
this time more hopefull,
Again you remove me,
Again I return,
But you ignore me this time.
From your neglect,
I resiliently climb,
to the finest branches and twines,
and anxiously wait for your amazed sign,
You are shocked to see,
That I am born again,
A “better” version i’ve transformed to be,
Beautiful, limitless and fluttering my wings across the sky,
Fo now, I’m that butterfly.