My shadow's    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.