My Recovery Transformation


Who am I really, sometimes I don’t even know.
There is time for my own metamorphosis,
to flourish, prosper and surely grow.
I may one day be beautiful like a butterfly,
it will take some help to get out of this cocoon.
I cant wait to spread my wings and fly,
and I am hoping and dreaming, it shall be real soon.
Will everyone see my vibrant colors,
will I finally feel worthy and free.
I am in recovery and this time shall do it,
because no one wants it more than me.
I am beautiful just like a butterfly,
one day the world shall finally see.
My wings shall stretch far and wide,
and you shall see the new, beautiful me.

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