Alarm rings, another race, Coffee cools while I tie my lace. Mirror shows a tired face, Dreams feel close, but out of place. I scroll through lives that shine so bright, Wonder if I’ll ever find my light. But deep inside, I still can hear, A voice that whispers, “You’re almost there.” I’m running, running to be me, Through the doubts and what they see. Every fall, I’ll stand again, Breaking through this endless rain. I’m running, running to be free, Even if it’s hard to breathe. Someday I’ll say, “I made it here,” ’Cause I was born to be me. City lights, they blur my dreams, Caught between what is and seems. I fake a smile, but I still fight, For that one spark in the night. I hear my heart beat loud and wild, A lonely tune, but undefiled. And though I fall, I’ll rise again, Each mistake becomes a friend. I’m running, running to be me, Through the noise and memory. Even when the tears won’t fade, I’ll keep walking unafraid. I’m running, running endlessly, To the sky that waits for me. Someday I’ll shine, for all to see, ’Cause I was born to be me. All those nights I felt so small, Now I see they built it all. Every scar and every fear, Led me right to standing here. I’m running, running to be me, Breaking chains that used to be. Every wound becomes my flame, I’m not lost, I’ve found my name. I’m running, running endlessly, Till my heart can finally breathe. Someday I’ll say, “This is me,” And I’ll be who I dreamed to be. Morning sun on my window pane, Whispers softly, “Try again.”
