I won\'t tread this road, so worn and gray,
A path of memories I cast away.
The high road calls, a hopeful scene,
Leaving the past where it has been.
Hurricane\'s wreck, hear the mournful sound, As shattered bones collapse on the ground. Twisted steel and glass, a broken cast, From these remains, a new self built to last.
\"Train wreck,\" they cried, knowing my name, Living in sorrow, consumed by hate
But now I halt the crash, divert the track,
New memories ignite, there\'s no turning back.
Hurricane\'s wreck, hear the mournful sound, As shattered bones collapse on the ground.Twisted steel and glass, a broken cast, From these remains, a new self built to last.
I used to stumble, lost in the haze,
Now, with clear eyes, I navigate these days.
Each step forward, a victory won,
Leaving behind the shadows, outrun.
No more lies, I won\'t partake,
Toward hopeful dreams, I now awake.
Fears may linger, I\'ll bravely fight,
Storing new memories, pure and right.
No more shocks that can cause pain,
A brand-new woman, I rise again.
This is a new high, a fresh restart,
To the old me now, I bid depart.
With every breath, I redefine,
The strength within, now truly mine.
No longer bound by past chains,
In this new path of freedom, myself finally reigns.
Train wreck,\" they cried, knowing my name, Living in sorrow, consumed by hate
But now I halt the crash, divert the track,
New memories ignite, there\'s no turning back.