Caterpillars and Butterflys

Caterpillars's can't fly
But butterfly's can
But what Am I?
A creepy crawler
Or a insect with wings?
I can't decide because
I crawl but my body is still
an insecticide of the lowest
Kind.
So what Am I?
What is He?
I tell you what he is...
He's flight with peircing eyes
That eyes me like dinner
He wants me...Oh how he wants me...
But I'm hiding in my herbivore mind
Because I can't figure out if I'm
A caterpillar or a butterfly?
An ugly furry thing that slithers and worms
Or a lovely small angel of the insect world.
I think I'm a caterpillar I don't see any beauty in me at all
But what does he think...this bird of flight
He eyes another butterfly and swoops to bite
I want to be bitten, till my angel wings fall
So maybe I'll make a nest, a cacoon so small
For he want know what hit him
Until my angel wings flutter
Like eyelashes on a pretty face.
I just want to be beautiful
So he'll take a taste
Unless he's thinking that my ugliness
Is only hiding my gooey sweet insect self
Inside.
But what am I?
A caterpillar or a butterfly?