Mirror cracked, shards reflect my face, Each piece is a story, a time, a place. Truth ain't soft, it cuts sharper than blades, But lies erode, like cliffs in the waves. I chased illusions, shadows on the wall, Thought I stood tall, I was brittle, small. Now I’m sweeping glass, stitching seams, Honesty’s the soil where the peace-tree grew and still standing tall. Truth in my chest, let it bloom, let it shine, Reconcile the mess, peace is mine, peace divine. The weight drops, chains fall, I can finally breathe, Life in my hands, and the lies I leave. Past sins linger, ghosts that tap my spine, Whispers of the nights when I blurred the line. Reconciliation, the bridge I gotta build, Brick by brick, with the guilt I killed. Candles lit in rooms dark as my doubt, Spoke to the shadows, told ‘em, “Time to move out.” Peace ain't given, nah, it's earned through fire, Burn the falsehoods, fuel the truth I aspire. Took the long road, the bends and the cracks, Truth's a heavy load but I ain’t turning back. Hands steady now, painting life anew, Canvas of my soul, splashed with honest hues. I chased illusions, shadows on the wall, Thought I stood tall, I was brittle, small. Now I’m sweeping glass, stitching seams, Honesty’s the soil where the peace-tree grew and still standing tall. Now I’m sweeping glass, stitching seams, Honesty’s the soil where the peace-tree grew and still standing tall. Candles lit in rooms dark as my doubt, Spoke to the shadows, told ‘em, “Time to move out.” The weight drops, chains fall, I can finally breathe, Life in my hands, and the lies I leave.
