Snake Skin

Tuned out
Imposing
Running in place
No longer your time
I quit your race

My standards set so low and you sigh relief
As your ego grows from years of my grief
From the start, you took up too much space

Tuned out
Imposing
Running in place
No longer your time
I see your face

An outcome is almost here
I take the seat and I learn how to steer
Vision meets voice
Feel no fear

When before I was too scared to make you hear
Only difference, took me a while to see it clear