A World of Cocoons

Poem for my creative writing class.

A World of Cocoons

Slowly unbuttoning the front of my dress
hands beginning to tremble.
Nervousness grabbing hold of my being
thoughts were reassembled.

Prolonging an event that must take place
Time began ticking at a slower pace.
The cocoon’s hard shell I began to aggress.
Inhibition was cast to the floor with my dress.

Shoving open the double doors
I stepped out into the sun.
Light reflecting off of my wings
I thought, this has just begun.

Propelling me was adrenaline
As I sprinted through the crowd
“No longer labeled, I’m just in my skin!”
I began to scream aloud.

Everyone began to ogle and gawk
I figured these people would.
Stopping in my tracks I started to balk.
If only they understood.