Mother Cocoon

Nestled up inside

chrysalis is warm

Feeding in my hive, soon I will be goneBut, years have gone by

and the walls are still to strong

Embraced in claustrophobic careSafe, and with my belly full

I face each day with glee

cause this will be the day when she might set me freeAnd when the walls still won't give in

I slowly start to dread

that for another night or two

cocoon must be my bedSquirming worms inside

Chrysalis is worn

old man in his hive, permanent unbornThe walls are cracked, the egg is hacked

but now I am to weak

I can't get out through paper wallsSafe, and with my belly full

each day I twist and bend

cause this will be the day when everything will end