Borrowed dreams and second-hand beliefs
Walking paths that others carved for me
Their expectations like autumn leaves
Covering the ground I couldn't see
But something's stirring deep inside
A voice that I can't deny
It's my time to find my way
Through the darkness into day
Every step I take alone
Makes this journey now my own
It's never too late to start again
With an open heart, a healing pen
Writing stories yet untold
On my terms, brave and bold
Society's mirror shows distorted views
Of who I am and what I have to do
But wisdom whispers, gentle and true
That every soul must find its own breakthrough
So I'm shedding layers of the past
Finding strength that's built to last
With compassion as my guide
Embracing both my truth and pride
The world may spin in countless ways
But I choose my dance, I choose my days
Love myself enough to grow
Trust myself enough to know
That every dawn brings something new
And every path can lead to truth
It's my time to find my way
Through the darkness into day
Every step I take alone
Makes this journey now my own
It's never too late to start again
With an open heart, a healing pen
Writing stories yet untold
On my terms, brave and bold
On my terms, brave and bold
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