That's how it works , the pattern on the wall ,
It's not even art , but people drown into it all ,
while my masterpiece is barely about to fall ,
while I'm suffering , some are getting the call .
I heard you said I've changed , I'm just grown ,
are you mad because I refuse to be thrown ,
Cause after all those years alone ,
I had to make it to another zone .
Damn , I want it , but I just leave ,
Cause I don't know how to believe ,
in every thing I want to achieve ,
But I'm keeping it on my sleeve .