Metamorphosis

reflexing in patience (maybe tell me what I need)

passively painting a portrait to (keep me strong in your dreams)

cerebellum cracked open (while those before me)

fall to their knees

picking ideas to orbit— ( i've mastered the pattern)

these issues spinning like stars ( of becoming what you need)

infinite problems (chameleon skin shifting)

roots fraying at (the edges)

my kindness has no limits (losing myself)

easy to take pieces (broken off)

easy to process (still unworthy)

still giving

i soothe your soul ( take from me)

make myself manageable (until I am nothing)

it's what comes naturally nothing—that's what

roots i can't shed ( i'm striving for)

i need to keep some proof (empty)

that i exist beyond (until my hands bleed)

what you need me to be grasping at nothing

those before me knew this the truth hurts you

they found themselves but i feel the pain too

on their knees let it echo

losing everything through us both

maybe i don't know what i am

maybe you're not what i need

but the pattern is mastered the portrait painted

and this is who i've become

## SPEED VERSE

quick flip the script now watch me shapeshift/

chameleon tactics with my soul on rapid transit/

cerebellum poppin' ideas while my patience is packed/

infinite kindness got me feeling like I'm under attack/

reflexing through portraits I passively paint/

morphing myself till there's nothing that remains/

you on your knees but I'm standing empty handed/

my roots exposed now watch how deep they're planted/

truth hurts worse than broken pieces scattered/

dreams worth keeping? that's what really matters/

orbit my issues like they're stars in my galaxy/

take advantage easy like it's some kind of strategy/

process the pain let it echo, let it resonate/

grasping at nothing till my fists bleed, can't hesitate/

natural-born shape-shifter, mastered the pattern/

limits of kindness stretched till they're about to flatten/

who am I really when the portrait's finally done?/

metamorphosis complete but at what cost I've won?

reflexing in patience maybe tell me what I need

passively painting a portrait to keep me strong in your dreams

cerebellum cracked open while those before me

fall to their knees

picking ideas to orbit— i've mastered the pattern

these issues spinning like stars of becoming what you need

infinite problems

strong in your dreams

cerebellum cracked open while those before me

fall to their knees

picking ideas to orbit— ( i've mastered the pattern)

these issues spinning like stars (of becoming what you need)

infinite problems (chameleon skin shifting)

roots fraying at (the edges)

my kindness has no limits (losing myself)

easy to take pieces (broken off)

easy to process (still unworthy)

reflexing in patience (maybe tell me what I need)

passively painting a portrait (to keep me strong in your dreams)

cerebellum cracked open (while those before me)

fall to their knees

picking ideas to orbit— ( i've mastered the pattern)

these issues spinning like stars (of becoming what you need)

infinite problems (chameleon skin shifting)

roots fraying at (the edges)

my kindness has no limits (losing myself)

easy to take pieces (broken off)

easy to process still

# FREESTYLE FLOW

Yeah, I'm shedding skins in seasons, changing colors for no reason

Adapting to your weather, patient beyond measure

Every piece I lose is treasure, giving till I'm empty pressure

Cracked my mind wide open, now these thoughts in orbit, floating

I'm the one who breaks to fit your mold

Soul stretched too thin, that's the truth untold

Knees to the floor—they found themselves, I'm told

But I'm still searching, my reflection growing cold

Envy those who know their shape

I'm just tryna find escape

From this endless pattern play

Where I bend but always break

See I painted what you wanted, crafted what you needed

But the real me is faded, my roots are now depleted

Unworthy? That's a feeling I created

Heart bleeding, still beating, never been sedated

I don't need your dreams to keep me going

Just need to find what's real and worth knowing

Tired of faces changing, roles rearranging

Authenticity's what I'm exchanging

For a seat at your table, another mask unstable

Striving for that nothing—yo, I'm finally able

To see beyond the portrait I've been trained to trace

Time to find my own damn shape and occupy my space

## SPEED VERSE

quick flip the script now watch me shapeshift/

chameleon tactics with my soul on rapid transit/

cerebellum poppin' ideas while my patience is packed/

infinite kindness got me feeling like I'm under attack/

reflexing through portraits I passively paint/

morphing myself till there's nothing that remains/

you on your knees but I'm standing empty handed/

my roots exposed now watch how deep they're planted/

truth hurts worse than broken pieces scattered/

dreams worth keeping? that's what really matters/

orbit my issues like they're stars in my galaxy/

take advantage easy like it's some kind of strategy/

process the pain let it echo, let it resonate/

grasping at nothing till my fists bleed, can't hesitate/

natural-born shape-shifter, mastered the pattern/

limits of kindness stretched till they're about to flatten/

who am I really when the portrait's finally done?/

metamorphosis complete but at what cost I've won?

when the performance ends

when the last layer peels away

will you still recognize me?

will I?

the canvas waits

for something true

stripped down to the bone now, no more masquerading/

years of shape-shifting got my true self fading/

but underneath the rubble there's a heartbeat waiting/

authentic pulse beneath the lies I've been creating/

tired of the mirror showing faces that aren't mine/

crossing every boundary, never drawing lines/

giving pieces of my soul like I got time to waste/

but emptiness is bitter and it's all I seem to taste/

so here's my declaration, here's my final stand/

taking back my story with these bleeding hands/

no more easy processing, no more being manageable/

time to be impossible, time to be intangible/

the pattern breaks tonight

roots remember how to grow

in soil that's mine alone

chameleon skin shed

revealing what was always there—

raw, unpolished, whole

maybe that's what you need

maybe that's what I need

maybe that's enough

I been bending backwards for so long my spine forgot what straight looks like/

accommodating every mood swing, every need, every fake invite/

to be somebody else's answer, somebody else's peace of mind/

while my own questions keep echoing, my own peace I cannot find/

see they want me flexible but never asked if I could break/

want me present for their problems but ignore the toll it takes/

I'm the therapist, the mirror, the solution and the cure/

but when I'm drowning in my own pain, suddenly they're not so sure/

if they got time to hold me down the way I held them up/

if they got energy to fill my always empty cup/

so I learned to swallow silence, learned to smile through the ache/

learned to put myself on mute so other people could relate/

but I'm done with being background music in my own damn life/

done with cutting out my heart to dull somebody else's knife/

done with shrinking to fit spaces that were never meant for me/

done with dimming my own light so others feel more free/

see authenticity is terrifying when you've been a ghost/

when you've been everyone's savior but never been the host/

of your own story, your own narrative, your own damn show/

when you been so busy giving that you forgot how to grow/

but growth requires breaking soil, requires pushing through the dirt/

requires standing in your power even when the truth might hurt/

so here I am, unfiltered, unprocessed, unrefined/

no longer seeking your approval, finally claiming what is mine/

my mistakes, my scars, my victories, my pain/

all the parts of me that make me beautifully insane/

you can take it or you leave it but I'm done with compromise/

done with wearing all these masks, done with all these lies/

this is me in all my glory, all my mess, all my might/

chameleon skin finally shed, stepping into my own light/

#Outro#

the pattern breaks tonight