Finally I begin to see light. The darkness breaks and crack.
Outside, I can hear… I can hear…
I feel like being released out into the open, being freed from an eternal sleep.
I am itching all over my body
I feel change all over my body.
Don’t under-estimate your power. You might feel like a moth, but you might well have wings and if so they might stretch out so far you don’t even know. Believe in yourself.
I feel rage. I burst through my silk moth cage.
When you look so fragile and delicate, with wings paper thin, that’s when you’re powerful. Don’t have to be strong to be strong.