My Chrysalis
by Victoria Challingsworth

I find myself wanting to close the doors
Slam them hard

Keep it all away from me
Drive them all away from me

Just for a little while...
so I can focus.

Only until I remake myself,
Not much longer than that.

When I reach my goals
After I become who I dream I am

Then they can see me again
I'll be ready to show them then

Is that so wrong?
They say be like the butterfly

Believe and you, too, can be transformed.
That's all I really want

To emerge from my chrysalis of self-imposed isolation

To hear them murmur,
ooh and awe at how pretty I have become

To flap my wings with pride,
I did this, all on my own.

No longer a measly caterpillar
But a vibrant butterfly

Maybe I will close the doors,
Slam them hard...