On The Inside

Stuck inside this Chrysalis Costrophobic while encased, An introvert could not breakfree, A shear silhouette A mear nameless face, Who shun away from the outside world Patiently waiting for some day, When metamorphosis And natures rule Will let her out to play, Beholding staunch What she still holds now Her essence she'll embrace, For someday soon Not far nor wide Wings give room for space.