BUTTERFLY TO CATEPILLAR

I use to be a butterfly,
but now the roles reversed.
Now I'm just a catepillar.
I feel I have been cursed.

My skin is not as pretty,
as it use to be.
My hair is not as thick,
and gray doesn't become me.

I do believe that I have shrunk.
I'm now just five foot three.
Something else, my wrinkles show.
I'm not what I use to be.

I know my legs are shorter,
'cause my butts closer to the floor.
My boobs have gotten bigger and
harder to carry, then before.

My eyes are now a faded green,
My hips, well I think of hypos.
My shoes always hide from me,
because of my little feet and toes.

Nah, I'm not what I use to be.
A raving beauty I am not.
Now, pardon me, I need a nap.
Seems I do that quite a lot!;(

* That which gives light, must endure burning *

Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind.  Unknown