In my early years I was a caterpillar.
I wanted the world for my own.
I had dreams but never thought they'd come true.
So I gathered and ate all that I could find.
I was greedy and selfish.
One day, I hid myself from the world.
I secluded myself from those around me.
I fell into a state of depression.
The cocoon wrapped and concealed me.
I did not want them to see.
And then I broke free from the sorrow.
I now could fly and fulfill my dreams.
I no longer took but gave instead.
The beauty of my soul was painted on my wings.
I became an inspired butterfly.