Wings of viceroy like my fragile heart,

Contrasts your poison of the monarch.

How to love so forcefully, 

When your pattern of lies bitter us?

Now I gaze towards truth.

Beauty is a twisted act, 

When your judgemental segments are camouflaged. 

I flutter a life of sun rays and blossoms, 

While you delude me like your prey.  

Now I float towards truth.

I am sheltered in my chrysalis, 

Mending myself from manipulation. 

Because you imitated safety in our colony,

Trust is cut like a blade of grass. 

Now I flit towards truth.

We share the same appearance and sky, 

But nectar supplements your addiction. 

Hidden from me when I was a caterpillar,

I recognize your sinister markings.

Now truth I fly towards.

Now I distinguish who the predator is, 

With toxin in your wings. 

Your ways snare my safety, 

And now our flights diverge in the wind.