This way, no this.
Don’t do that.
Don’t do this.
Come. Go.

Pulled and stretched
From you and them.
Finding my way
Isn’t possible
In this maze
Of obligations.

It’s time to grow up.
It’s time to have fun.
It’s time to be serious.
It’s time to let go.

Too many choices
Churn within.
How can I know
What is false?
What is real?
Fade to black.

Don’t touch me.
Don’t pull me.
I’ll do what you say
Because I don’t know me.

I sit inside
A chrysalis of my own making.
Its warm and cozy in here.
Pushing out to the sunlight
Causes pain.
Saying no is too hard

Stand up.
Sit down.
Go here.
Stay there.

Your wants for me
Are not mine.
Your dreams are yours.
I must find mine.
You can’t help me
Become.

I will die
With your help.
I will live
With mine.

Beautiful butterfly. Copyright © 2011 by Kristin Bailey.