Kimbaline Navas (she who waits)
This Cocoon Of Mines - Poem by Kimbaline Navas (she who waits)
This cocoon of mines when will I be free? When will I have as chance to earn my wings? So I can become as beautifully as a butterfly.
To search the sky for a little peace of mind, when will I become this butterfly? Wings like silk to keep me safe in this flight of mines I’ll take my place.
This cocoon of mines will not let me grow as it holds me to one place, this place where I do not know.
I need to spare my wings so I can fly, looking at this world with a pair of brand new eyes, my time is now to break away to earn my wings and find my home places.
This cocoon of mines I will let go when I search my heart and soul then I’ll earn the right to even say that this is me in a loving way I have my wings to let you know this butterfly has now gone home
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