you see what you want to see,
never look past to just me.
In a world of half truths you judge but have no proof.
here I stand with no shame a powered girl who wants no fame.
The lonely path of a broken world,
head held high but a shattered girl.
Whispers of a broken past,
tried to paste it together but the love wouldn't last. The wasted path path of a tired girl
I walk the path ahead of me.
don't know yet what it should be.
should i choose love and peace
or the horrors of my families name.
The wasted the path of a tired girl.
Here I stand and make a vow
I claim my life
And all it’s strife.