April 8, 2010
By lestark GOLD, Neosho, Missouri
lestark GOLD, Neosho, Missouri
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The world is changing, I can feel it.

I can see the transformation that affects me.

Sometimes I feel stronger and joyful,

Yet others I become confused,

Trapped in a foreign world.

Why do I feel this way?

I thought I would become better,

But keep the things that I want;

So then,

Why are the things that I care for the most,

Slipping through my fingers?

I have been chased into a chrysalis,

But what will I be when I come out?

Will I be one that others look up to?


Will I be a monster that has lost everything?

How do I pick up the threads that I’ve lost,

Or bind that things I cherish?

For the things that change the innocent caterpillar are strange.

Where will the metamorphoses take me?

How will I change?

Well . . . I guess,

All I can do is trust in the Lord,

For he will lead me on the right path.

So the question is,

Who will I become?

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ryne8 said...
on Apr. 30 2010 at 9:35 am
ryne8, Saugus, Massachusetts
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