Metamorphosis by Maggie Chatterton at



written by: Maggie Chatterton



We shed our childhood skin
To unveil the adult hide,
Revealing a new self
While mourning the old.
Every drop of innocence
Drops away like leaves
On a dying winter’s tree.
The beauty we saw through
Our child eyes
Has been ripped away
When adult vision
Was transplanted inside.
Our delicate dragonfly wings
Have been splintered
And torn away from our backs,
Leaving us grounded
And unable to fly with the clouds,
Hover over the ponds
And venture to whatever land
That our heart may please.
We shed ourselves as we grow up
And we lose something important
That we’ll never reclaim
Because once the knife plunges deep
You can’t take back what was done,
Only live our lives around it.

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