Version History Verse 1 If people came with change logs, Mine would fill a shelf. “Learned to ask for help.” “Stopped trying to be someone else.” Version seven chased approval, Version twelve feared being known. Version twenty built a fortress Just to call the walls a home. I smile at old decisions, Even some I wish I’d missed. Every version did the best it could With the code it had to live with. Pre-Chorus I don’t laugh At who I was. I thank them For getting us here. Every wrong turn Left a comment That made The next line Clear. Chorus I don’t need A perfect history. I need An honest one. Keep the lessons. Fix the places Where the hurting Had begun. Every day A small revision. Every hope A tiny commit. I’m not rewriting who I am. I’m becoming Who I’ve always been. Verse 2 Some beliefs were factory settings, Downloaded long before my choice. Some were updates from good people. Some were fear disguised as voice. I found old assumptions Running quietly in the background, Stealing memory, Slowing everything down. So I opened every question Like refactoring my heart. Funny what can start growing When certainty breaks apart. Pre-Chorus Not every bug Needs blaming. Not every feature Needs praise. Sometimes growth Looks less like changing… More like Seeing clearly Anyway. Chorus I don’t need A perfect history. I need An honest one. Keep the lessons. Fix the places Where the hurting Had begun. Every day A small revision. Every hope A tiny commit. I’m not rewriting who I am. I’m becoming Who I’ve always been. Bridge Compare Version Eight To who I am today. Not to measure distance. To remember grace. I wouldn’t roll back Everything. Even the crashes Taught me things. Some scars are comments Future me Was grateful I didn’t delete. Final Chorus No final version. No perfect build. Just another sunrise Asking what I’ll learn. Another chance To choose compassion Over being right. Another chance To leave Cleaner code For tomorrow. Every day A small revision. Every life An open branch. And love… Might be the merge That lets us Keep the best Of all we’ve been. Outro Current version: Still compiling. Still curious. Still here.
