The Crysalis Breaks

The moment I choose - self over silence, freedom over obedience.

I woke up this morning,
To a new reality I have to face,
One where I move forward
Without my parental anchor.

They made their choices -
So I must respond in kind.
To protect my self
To prevent further hurt.

You try to reason with them,
To make them understand
The choices you make
Are not about hurting them.

Its about awakening
To the version of you,
That for year existed as a crysalis
Now finally ready to be.

But they can't see.
They fear losing control,
Losing the daughter they want
So they guilt, they shame and blame.

The me that shrunk down and accepted fault,
She doesnt exist anymore.
She will no longer play the role
Be the girl who conforms.

And so I emerge from that safety net
Away from the anchor.
In good times it held me up, 
In bad times it forced me down.

My wings may be delicate and small
Still growing, still blooming
But I face forward, I break free
And with my own set of wings
I fly into the unknown.