I feel like a caterpillar still trapped in its' cocoon stuggling to get out.
Im trapped and tired of being confined in this small space, yet I try not to pout.
Im ready to turn into a butterfly and leave my old life behind.
Im tired of being hidden, it's my turn to shine.
Im ready to turn into something beautiful, I'm ready to soar above all the rest
I want everyone to see my bright colors that are all along my chest.