Shedding skin and
 I've been picking
 Scabs again.
 I'm down
 Digging through
 My old muscles
 Looking for a clue.

 I've been crawling on my belly
 Clearing out what could've been.
 I've been wallowing in my own confused
 And insecure delusions
 For a piece to cross me over
 Or a word to guide me in.
 I wanna feel the changes coming down.
 I wanna know what I've been hiding in

 My shadow.
 Change is coming through my shadow.
 My shadow's shedding skin
 I've been picking
 My scabs again.

 I've been crawling on my belly
 Clearing out what could've been.
 I've been wallowing in my own chaotic
 And insecure delusions.

 I wanna feel the change consume me,
 Feel the outside turning in.
 I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
 Cleansing I've endured within

 My shadow
 Change is coming.
 Now is my time.
 Listen to my muscle memory.
 Contemplate what I've been clinging to.
 Forty-six and two ahead of me.

 I choose to live and to
 Grow, take and give and to
 Move, learn and love and to
 Cry, kill and die and to
 Be paranoid and to
 Lie, hate and fear and to
 Do what it takes to move through.

 I choose to live and to
 Lie, kill and give and to
 Die, learn and love and to
 Do what it takes to step through.

 See my shadow changing,
 Stretching up and over me.
 Soften this old armor.
 Hoping I can clear the way
 By stepping through my shadow,
 Coming out the other side.
 Step into the shadow.
 Forty six and two are just ahead of me