I walk beneath the weight I choose to hold Shadows stretch, but they do not bind my soul The pulse of my chest beats louder than the past The ground hums with steps I take alone Voices rise around me, echoes of my own Authority within begins to speak at last I feel the power rise inside I carry my own weight No one else commands my path The echoes answer me Fingers trace the lines of power I create No crown above me, no law dictates my state The air responds to the rhythm of my breath The stones remember, but they do not command I claim the force of my own guiding hand Every echo aligns me closer with myself The fire within will not be tamed I bear my own weight I walk the path I choose The echoes speak through me Pressure folds inward, shaping who I am I feel the fire of choice, unbroken, unplanned The world’s weight fades; only my own remains The voices orbit, not to rule but to reflect I hear the truth that I alone can protect Echoes of authority now answer and sustain The voice inside calls clear I hold my own weight The path is mine alone The echoes answer me
