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Metamorphosis


I know I once was a spoiled brat Who would cry when nothing would go according to plan Yet I was also a shy, timid thing Other kids despised who I was, and always ran How I criticize myself Oh, a strange and sinful welp I remember those old days as a demon How I wish I could forget as I am reforming "Say, why do you haunt me now, my demon self?" Of course, she cannot understand a single thing To forget that brat back then I'll wipe my memory again During the last straw, some witch-burners said "She's in need of some medicine!" But my brain's alright, I don't need the stuff I refuse to let, my enemies win This is only part of growing up Changing from oneself to a better form I shall go through with this Metamorphosis As I seek for my identity to reform Morality came to me one night And my brain started functioning with consciousness Such an extreme guilt I felt gnawing at me Paranoia setting in and my mind is a mess When someone new comes by my way I choke on all that I say Paranoia setting in as my mind goes nuts "Do they know of my past or can they not read my crazed mind?" Won't be long till I find out that they can't do so And assurance then floods my heart, kicks the past behind My confidence starts to grow But deep in my heart I'll always know I can't change my past, but my future's fine I'll atone for my previous sins I'll start with smiles, then on with laughs Until I'm finally ready to let people in This is only part of growing up Changing from oneself to a better form Fill this void inside my heart With my humor as my art If you please then judge me for how well I perform This is only part of growing up Changing from oneself to a better form I shall go through with this Metamorphosis As I seek for my identity to reform
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