My Cocoon

I come forth in a cocoon
Knowing in 21 days I will metamorphose
But in this cocoon is my comfort 
I don’t want to evolve, say my hormones
Nature has it for me to be a moth 
One that eyes in the night and blinds in the morn
So I want to forever stay in my cocoon comfort 
But 'they' want my cocoon to burst and come forth
I’m afraid if I come forth as a caterpillar worm 
I might crawl and cause harm
And if I evolve to a moth
I might fly and be Prod
If my nymph comes out as a butterfly some
I will soar to a world unknown 
So I will stay in my comfort cocoon 
And confine my hormones to evolve not.