Living my life

Like a butterfly which flies away hastily
From my chrysalis, finally, living my life!
I want to deploy all the colors, the wish
I hide deep in me, where is it?

Yes, you all who lie to me since I’m born
Each time I move forward I was incessantly pushed,
My sometimes heavy heart is filled with my distress
Understand my disarray, my wandering!
I need to know about me, for my children,

First pages of my unfold book,
I miss some roots of my poplar.
Am I more an eaglet, a duck or an elephant?