Trapped

Sometimes it feels like  I’m like that caterpillar 

hiding in the grass 

tired of the same 

tired of wishing for more change 

wandering 

why is it taking so long 

why am I stuck in the grass still 

lacking in that more confidence 

that some others take for granted 

wandering why more of the experiences 

go to those who have become 

confident butterflies 

because I thought

caterpillars deserve more too