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Butterfly
As a child I would pray
To be a butterfly
Those beautiful creatures
Captivate everyone’s attention
But it seemed I was a caterpillar
But this is my philosophy
Each of us is born a caterpillar
And what we choose to do with our lives
Determines what kind of butterfly we become
Those who choose to take the crap
The day to day crap, that is
And do nothing with it
Just accept it as life
They become moths
That only come out at night
And eat away at our clothes
But the ones who choose to stand up
And not take the abuse
Go to the caterpillar “counselors”
The become beautiful butterflies
So is there hope for me?
