I feel like I’m about to explode
Not from something bad
But from joy, yes
The very thing I once judged
Turned against me
I had no idea the twist life had in store
I spoke so poorly of poetry
Old thing, boring thing
But now my words
Only know how to be poetic
What was poetry again?
Ah
Yes, my life is now this
Everything is now song and poetry
Life is more beautiful, more colorful
My heart has learned
to love speaking

One day I want to climb
to the highest place I can find
stand face to face with danger
and meet freedom in its eyes
see the vastness of the blue sky
and the stars as they shine
take a leap into life
and embrace death as mine

My story began like many tales of first love.
You held immense power over me,
First, turning me into a modern-day Cinderella,
Only to cast me aside,
Leaving me in shattered fragments, rattling me to my core,
Shaking the trust and future we had envisioned together.

Yet, from this heartbreak came my transformation from a fallen princess to a radiant queen.
I painstakingly rebuilt myself, layer by layer, to be soft, adaptable, rooted, and compassionate, on a strong foundation of self-love.
Now, I stand tall, radiating the brilliance of my inner light.
Unburdened by anxiety or fear, I fully embrace the new beginning.

My life, once so dull,
Now feels immensely full.
My worries are all gone,
We have so much fun at dawn.

My life, once so boring,
Is now soaring.
When I see her, my heart skips a beat,
I feel my body feel with heat.

She fills my life with joy,
And she never treats me like a toy.
I thought I'd never find love,
But she flew into my life like a dove.

She fills my life with peace.
My stress has found its release.
My life has been forever changed by a love so true,
All thanks to you.

echo me close to your silence
trace me near to your sighs
soften me with your edges
and fall me into your eyes (could this be real, so real, so real)

melt me into your yearning
blur me into your need
where walls become like water
and this broken begins to heal (could this be real, so real, so real)

and fall me into your eyes, your eyes, your eyes.
almost alive, alive

color me with your whispers
paint me almost your dawn
where going is no longer coming
and leaving's almost gone (could this be real, so real, so real)

dance me through your defenses
float me through to your pain
pour me through your edges
till stone turns soft as rain (could this be real, so real, so real)

melt me into your yearning
blur me into your need
where distance becomes surrender
and stone begins to feel (could this be real, so real, so real)

and fall me into your eyes, your eyes, your eyes.
almost alive (could this be real, so real, so real)

stone walls falling
still morning breaking through
every step forward
almost into you (could this be real, so real, so real)

and fall me into your eyes, your eyes, your eyes. almost alive (could this be real, so real, so real)…
     and fall me into your eyes, your eyes, your eyes. almost alive…
          let's dance, let's dance, let's dance me into your eyes,
              your eyes, your eyes…
                   forever spinning into your eyes, your eyes, your eyes…
                       i'm almost alive, alive, almost alive…
                          i'm almost alive, alive, almost alive…

I used to hold truth
like a weapon —
sharp, clean, final.

But now it moves.

Not like a lie,
not like denial —
but like a tide
that’s been waiting for me
to grow strong enough
to swim deeper.

What I swore was solid,
now trembles in my hands.
Not because it was false —
but because I’ve changed.

And now I fear
not the truth itself,
but the way
it keeps becoming.