Becoming

Becoming, with a purpose Becoming, flawless in design Becoming, like young innocence Becoming, becoming Eyballing this time Dig inside me Find a thousand reasons I'll always be misunderstood I'm awake and Time has stripped the seasons I'm so far from becoming God Becoming, a beautiful potion Becoming, molting what has been Becoming, like poetry in motion Becoming, forcing its way in Dig inside me Find a thousand reasons I'll always be misunderstood I'm awake and Time has stripped the seasons I'm so far from becoming God