Butterfly-esque

How many times

Must I emerge

From my cocoon

Until I am able

To fully be myself?

Going through the messy middle

Time and again.

Letting go of culture’s expectations,

Being less concerned

With what others think of me.

Am I truly me 

With each emergence?

Does that me 

Change over time?

Is there an end goal?

The more I live,

The more meaning I find,

The more authentic I become,

The more carefree and

Butterfly-esque I am.