We have to realise that we can’t stop changes in our life.
Because every decision and the decision of not changing things, changes our life.
We have to admit, that we can’t stop changes, but we can direct them into the direction we want them.

We can’t work against storm, but to work with it.
We can’t change the wind, but we can change the turn of our sails.
It is the changes who makes us bloom.
It is the changes which are the reason why we are human beings.

In a town that whispers secrets,
shadows paint the walls,  
I walk these empty streets alone,
where silence softly calls.  
With my head held high,
but my heart tucked away,  
The echoes of yesterday
keep haunting me today.  
I wear independence like a threadbare coat,  
Each stitch tells a story,
each tear feels like a boat,  
The sun sets low, behind the trees I've known,  
Casting haunting memories in hues of amber and stone.  
I count the stars as they flicker to the beat,  
Each one a whisper of love, now just bittersweet.  
I learn to dance with shadows, let them pull me close,  
In the quiet solitude, I find what matters most,  
But the weight of my decisions hangs heavy in the night,  
A ghost of who I could’ve been, just out of reach, out of sight.  
So I chase the dawn with my fragile, open heart,  
Yet the more I seek the sun, the more I drift apart.  
In the echo of my laughter, there's a tremble, there's a sigh,  
For the freedom that I long for also makes me want to cry.  
I'll raise a glass to freedom, to the choices that I've made,  
But behind this brave facade, a part of me will fade.  
In every step I take alone, there's a wish for company,  
For in this independence, I'm still longing to be free.