I cannot shake this feeling
that it’s the beginning of the end
my soul’s in metamorphosis
my body’s born again

My eyes are filled with wonder
my heart is full of pause
My hands are filled with power
my mind is seeking cause

I cling to trepidation,
old archetypes in mind
my insides keep on twisting,
true form now to find

do I need to cry for
the skin that I have shed
or is the new day dawning
now comforting my head?

You really are another
so much more good than I
My advantage I exploited
my thoughts were coy and sly:

my eyes are glazed with sorrow.
My apologies i send;
from the true and aching heart of
a dear and aching friend.

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