Clearning Out What Could Have Been

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.
~Tool