Twist and turn,
I find myself again.
But I'm not the same man,
that I was then.

See the jagged edges,
how they dissapear.
The man I will be,
is becoming very clear.

Man of steele?
or diplomatic guise?
Either way,
MYSELF as the prize.

Hoping for the best,
taking what I can.
This time I believe,
I'm the better man.