I have no worry about direction cuz I’m my own light
I’m my own sun so my path is clear and bright
The world is a battlefield yet I need no one in this fight
Been dragged through nine hells that I lost any appetite..
to live this life. I memorized the ceiling cuz stared at it all night
Hard to believe after all that my heart can taste any delight
Trying to make life livable and find beauty again in the moonlight
I’m no longer a teen to allow only the dark side in my sight
I believe there are truly beautiful things out there laying at plainsight
None of them compare to you, Gosh! you feel so right
Don’t believe in fairytales anymore, though you took me on a flight
And showed me hope, flaming my heart again after it had a frostbite
Hand in hand, we’ll burn bright, and a perfect future, we’ll write