Deep Pool and Glimmer

I wanted to be that butterfly that broke out of its cocoon, but fate only made me the spider's dinner I thought that every struggle was a step to escape from the quagmire, but I didn't know that there were still others dragging behind me. When I stepped out of the quagmire and thought I had a glimpse of hope, I discovered that the so-called hope was just to make you more desperate.