"Where you going littlehead?"
They ask,
"You better know your limits."
They flick.
Being a caterpillar,
she choose not to speak.
But admires their
painted world from afar.
She begins to
loathe herself.
Then one day she notices
the wings on her.
Apparently they watch her
turning into a beautiful thing,
The butterfly..
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Behind The Words
PoetryA writer can never stop running. Running from the reality.. To find the perfect solution to sort out things. And the writers keep running.. Behind the WORDS!
