I want to say the change came from a scare
But I truly believe that it came from me no giving a ****, not giving myself the care.
I was running out of ink, nearing the edge of the page
Another year passed by, closer to my last year on the stage.
But what is this? What is this light that attracts my gaze?
This little light that twinkles, this little light that searches for love with compassion & craze?
It’s a beautiful Rose that is overlook and left alone
Left betrayed, left broken and ******.
Never thought this road would lead us to each other
Never thought I would find a Rose that would help me recover
Let us open up this new book and learn from these old pages
Let us show the world that nothing can faze us.