Cocoon

Waiting, watching not knowing what the day would bring. Hide in my cocoon waiting until I can emerge as a moth and fly toward the light. One day I will be strong like a birch tree. Reaching tall branches wide. Luscious honey dripping from the bees nest dangerous to go near but temping to taste thats how my life will now be. I will now be strong but sweet, I won't hurt anyone unless they give me a reason to. 

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