My life is fairly bland, I tend to be impulsive.
I fight, I argue, I call your bluff.
I’m not the prettiest in the room but I’m the sunrise after a sleepless night.
I won’t dance to your tune, I create my melody.
My life is a broken mirror,
but everyday I piece it together and stare at my face.
My life is a train ride but I choose to live.
I choose me.