Transformation

It’s like she’s unraveling, piece by piece,
her thoughts turning into glowing butterflies,
floating away into the light above.

She’s transforming, breaking free,
her old self fading into something golden,
something bigger than words.
The butterflies? They’re her dreams,
spreading wings and flying off into the unknown.

It’s messy, beautiful, and fleeting—
a moment of pure magic before it all fades.