Shedding my skin,
I've been picking my skabs again.

I'm digging down through,
my old muscles looking for a clue.

I've been crawling on my belly,
clearing out what could of been.

I've been wallowing in my own,
confused and insecure delusions.

For a peace to cross over me,
or a word to guide me.

I want to feel the changes come down,
an know what I've been hiding in.

My shadow change is coming through my shadow.
Clearing out what could of been.

I want to feel the change consume me,
from my shadow within.