I wasn’t born whole I was carved Bit by bit Mistake by mistake Each footstep an uncertain vow Each scar a guide I see just now I chased the light through shifting dust Only to find my compass rust There was no map Only me There were no signs Only debris I’m not lost… I’m just worn into shape By every fall I didn’t fake I’m not broken… Just endlessly remade By every path I couldn’t take I screamed for purpose in the wind The echo taught me where to begin I walked in circles 'til they bent Into spirals that made sense I was clay Begging to be stone I was silence Learning to own The noise inside The pull, the tide The turning gears That never lied I’m not lost… I’m just worn into shape By every pain I didn’t fake I’m not broken… I’m just finally awake Becoming real for my own sake I was never shown the way But I found it With bloodied hands And open eyes And now I know… There is no path Only progress In the shape of a man Still becoming I’m not lost… I’m just worn into shape By every pain I didn’t fake I’m not broken… I’m just finally awake Becoming real for my own sake
