Rewrite the Dark

Verse

I walk through neon nights with a head full of noise,

chasing tiny sparks like they’re galaxies of choice,

every step feels loud but my voice stays low,

got a storm in my chest that I’m learning to grow,

shadows stretch long but they don’t own me,

I bend like the wind but I still stay free,

writing my story in messy ink lines,

turning small seconds into big-time shines,

Chorus

yeah I trip, yeah I fall, but I still rise tall,

stitching hope from the cracks in my personal wall,

and if the world spins fast, I’ll just spin it my way,

finding light in the dark like the break of a day,

Verse

heartbeat syncing with dreams I can’t quite explain,

dancing through doubt like it’s soft summer rain,

every scar got a story, every bruise got a name,

but I wear them like fire, not a badge of shame,

Chorus

voices may echo saying “you’re not enough,”

but I build my reply out of unbreakable stuff,

painting skies in my mind that the world hasn’t seen,

mixing wild with the calm, every grey in between,

Outro

and if I lose my direction, I’ll follow my spark,

‘cause even the smallest light can rewrite the dark