I was once nestled in a cocoon but baby now i feel free as a butterfly

Running ain't Freedom.

I see it like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon. It'll take a while, but it'll spread its wings.

Like a butterfly stuck in a chrysalis, waiting for the perfect moment, I was waiting for the day I could burst forth and fly away and find my home.

Henceforth, we shall be happy to be a free citizen in an independent country.

To her, it was like asking a butterfly what it remembered about being a caterpillar. She could fly now and nothing could touch her when she left the cocoon of her body behind at night.