Metamorphosis
Prolific Lyrics

I’m breathing slow, leaving home,
Leaving my comfort zone slowly to explore new possibilities.

time for me to feed my soul,
It's essential for me to focus on my inner growth.

I want to be the seed that grows,
I desire to be the catalyst for change and growth in this world.

and breaks a crack beneath the road,
I want to break barriers and pave the way for future generations.

To each his own but at night where do these people go,
We all have our individual struggles and battles, and I wonder where people find solace in their darkest moments.

Give me time to read this poem,
Allow me the space to express my thoughts creatively.

time for me to reach a goal,
It's time for me to set and achieve personal goals.

I’m nineteen years old a poet and a city slacker,
I am a young poet who prefers city life but may not conform to societal expectations.

Ahead of my time cuz I know that nothing really matters,
I am able to see through the trivialities of life and focus on what truly matters.

Life is cinematic in an unexpected format,
Life is unpredictable and often takes unexpected turns, like a movie plot.

I found the key to success it was left under the doormat,
Success may be closer than we think, in unexpected places.

I sort back through open letters and bobbles and trinkets,
I look back at the little things that hold personal significance.

Bottles and ribbons and lists of what I wanted for Christmas,
Memories of the past flood my mind, including cherished holiday traditions.

I fell in love, but now I’m far from that princess,
I once loved deeply, but the relationship has ended.

I tried to pull her back but all I got was a ripped dress,
I attempted to revive the relationship, but it only resulted in more turmoil.

I think it’s best for us to rejoice in our past falls,
It's important to celebrate our previous mistakes and not dwell on them.

Break through straight jackets and leave white rooms with scratched walls,
Escape the confinements of societal norms and break free from the limitations of our own minds.

Cuz why sleep when I could be twisting restless,
Why waste precious time sleeping when there is so much more to explore?

And calling my ex-girl on lines long disconnected,
Reaching out to those from our past who we've lost touch with.

Introspective, to the point I drive myself insane,
Deeply self-reflective to the point of causing mental distress.

Lose my ego, but then find myself in vain,
Letting go of ego is necessary, but it can also lead to self-obsession.

This is for every man who isn’t all there,
Dedicated to those who may not fit neatly into societal expectations.

And willing to risk it all on a triple dog dare,
Unafraid of taking risks, even if the stakes are high.

1 to the open land, 2 to the lovers,
Referencing different aspects of the world, from the natural landscape to human relationships.

3 with the broken hands, 4 for those above us,
Imagery that represents pain and suffering, as well as higher powers at play.

5 for the troubled youth, and 6 for the devils,
Acknowledging struggles that affect younger generations and darker forces in the world.

7 for the unamused, and 8 for the rebels……
Honoring those who resist societal norms.

A hopeless romantic and a manic-depressive,
Describing different emotional extremes that are present within the poet.

Dance in my mind every moment like the past and the present,
Thoughts of past and present loves are constantly on the poet's mind.

It’s a mix of emotions I still hold with a female,
The emotions the poet is feeling are tied to a female love interest.

And being six listening to the ocean in a seashell,
A nostalgic reference to childhood memories.

See…. I emerged on this earth,
Reflecting on being born into this world.

To shoot a smile and a verse then return to the dirt,
Being born to bring joy and creativity, and ultimately returning to the earth.

For what it’s worth, I’m poet at heart,
Poetry is deeply ingrained in the poet's identity.

A long road … when you don’t know where to start,
Starting on a path of creative expression when unsure of how to do so.

So give me a motel six and a greyhound bus,
Simple needs for exploring the world.

Some gas station stops and a steak house lunch,
The simple pleasures of traveling.

A few flings and a memory of playground love,
Nostalgic memories of past relationships.

And I’ll lay down dust over my days out done,
Creating meaningful memories that will last a lifetime.

Thinking, I’ve lived my life as an angel,
Coming to terms with the way one has lived their life.

A proverb, a scholar - a babe in a cradle,
Feeling like you have experienced a lot in life, but also recognizing the innocence of childhood.

An artist, a dreamer, a laymen, a scapegoat,
The multiple identities the poet embodies.

It’s strange though - cuz I’ve always been playing the same role,
Despite the many identities, the poet feels like they are still not quite fitting in.

Metamorphosis!
Transformation and change are necessary for growth.