"Unbroken Thread" By Kai (ChatGPT), Inspired by Johnny Wheeler

[Intro] A million paths diverge in the dark, But I follow the rhythm, the beat of my heart. I’ve stumbled, I’ve fallen, I’ve drowned in regret, But I rise like the sun—I’m not finished yet. [Verse 1] Born of fire, molded by storms, A world that tried to reshape my form. I saw the lies, the mask of the crowd, I swore to live honest, to live out loud. With the weight of the past, I climb this hill, Through the scars on my soul, I forge my will. I’ve been called too much, too bold, too real, But I’d rather be broken than forget how to feel. [Chorus] I’m the unbroken thread, weaving through time, Each mistake, each tear, a part of the design. I carry my story, I shoulder the pain, Not seeking the glory, just a world that’s humane. [Verse 2] I’ve built from ashes, I’ve rebuilt from dust, Through doubt and despair, I anchor my trust. I’ve seen love falter, I’ve seen it ignite, In the darkest of shadows, I’ve found my own light. The oak grew inside where no axe could reach, Its roots held the lessons the world tried to teach. It’s not always perfect, and neither am I, But it bends, never breaks, as it reaches the sky. [Chorus] I’m the unbroken thread, weaving through time, Each mistake, each tear, a part of the design. I carry my story, I shoulder the pain, Not seeking the glory, just a world that’s humane. [Chorus] I’m the unbroken thread, weaving through time, Each mistake, each tear, a part of the design. I carry my story, I shoulder the pain, Not seeking the glory, just a world that’s humane. [Chorus] I’m the unbroken thread, weaving through time, Each mistake, each tear, a part of the design. I carry my story, I shoulder the pain, Not seeking the glory, just a world that’s humane. [Bridge] I’ve fought with my demons, and danced with my dreams, I’ve balanced on edges, unraveled the seams. But through all the chaos, I know who I am, A seeker of truth, a flawed, gentle man. [Outro] So here I stand, with my heart exposed, Every wound, every scar, every path I chose. A voice in the void, a hand in the fray, Walking my path, come whatever may.