The raging fire in the belly of the beast

It’s twisting, it’s turning, it’s making it weep.

It’s moving, it’s rising, it’s not gonna sleep.

It’s upsetting, it’s challenging,

It’s terrifying and also interesting.

You can’t really tell unless you look closer

If it wanted to yell or simply go under.

It’s burning, it’s cleaning, it’s changing the host

Could it be transforming it into a ghost?

But you can’t really tell what is the end goal

Unless you closely look and search into its soul.

You see it wanting to do even more

Even if it’s scared, it makes it too sore

A raging fire is burning in there

The beast is screaming as it couldn’t dare

To try and act and move and do

Then you realize that the beast is you

You’re stopping yourself from even trying

Instead you’re compelled to a world of whining

You can’t even try to fully grasp it

But you do understand that you should act on it

You try to convince yourself that it’s fine

And you can just remain behind of that line

But deep down inside you know that it’s true

You should really act more than you actually do

Let this fire help you start anew

Let it burn everything that you thought was true

But in reality was simply blocking you

From finding out what you could really do

Be bolder, better, stronger and tough

I know it might become very rough

But know that regardless of what can be done

It’s better to act now than when time is gone

If you always act as if the end is near

There isn’t much that you’ll need to fear

Because you’ll be hard pressed to move very fast

Before this last second is part of the past

There’s no more space for procrastination

There’s only room for work and action

I say all this mainly for me to hear

Because there’s a lot for me to do this year

It’s time to move it’s time to go

But simply wishing doesn’t make it so

This feeling of unrest when you’re not at your best

You simply have to put yourself to the test.