My Own Story

[Intro] *(Gentle ukulele strums set a warm, uplifting tone)* [Verse 1] A blank page, a heartbeat’s rhyme, I’ll write my days in my own time. No borrowed masks, no scripted lines, Just scars that glow like streetlight signs. The world may shout, “Fit in the mold,” But my colors bleed too bright to hold. [Pre-Chorus] Stumble, fall, but I’ll reroute, Every tear’s a stepping stone, no doubt. The mirror knows my truest name— I won’t let fear rewrite this flame. [Chorus] Live my story, raw and true, Every chapter, me and you. Through the storms, I’ll bend, not break, Rise again with each mistake. No filters here, just skies uncharted, In every end, a new day started. [Rap Verse] Yo, they said, “Walk the line, don’t stray too far,” But I tripped on roots and kissed the stars. Scraped knees, late nights, lessons earned, Turned “wrongs” to bridges, bridges burned. Ego’s loud, but humble’s wise— Eyes open, no disguise. The grind’s a teacher, pain’s a gift, Every “loss” just shifts the rift. [Verse 2] In the quiet, whispers grow, Seeds from failures start to show. Hands that tremble still reach high, Doubt’s a shadow, not the sky. I’ll dance in rain, let judgment fade, ‘Cause perfection’s just a masquerade. [Chorus] Live my story, raw and true, Every chapter, me and you. Through the storms, I’ll bend, not break, Rise again with each mistake. No filters here, just skies uncharted, In every end, a new day started. [Bridge] The world’s a classroom, hearts collide, Humility’s the compass inside. Each soul I meet, a mirror’s glance— We’re all beginners in the dance. [Outro] *(Ukulele fades softly, leaving a lingering warmth)*