I am free from such misconceptions of those I held in the past, I see the break of day beyond my terrifying night; I finally can see exactly what is right.
My beliefs were held in question when I chose to let my passion dwindle I felt someone or something was more important but that was my brain being swindled.
I lost my self in the colors I saw and forgot who i was, I forgot my own cause.
Whether others say that I am right or wrong my soul feels contempt and sings a new sweet song.
This song is sweeter than any that I have spoken of in the past because I have passed foolishness into wisdom and this is wisdom that shall last.
I am made new once again and I’m sure it will come at least a few more Times I am defined by more than some girl, more than a chemical imbalance, and even more than these Rhymes.