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Everything Is Within Me (Alt Rock Ballad)

V5.5

I grew up in a world of answers, rules that told me who to be. Tried to fit inside their borders, but the borders never fit me. I prayed the words they handed to me, waiting for a truth that never spoke. Every silence felt like warning, every doubt a tiny smoke. So I changed the question I was asking, and the ground began to move. I said, “Spirit, show me truth,” not “Is this the truth they gave me.” And the light came breaking through, not a yes, not a no, but a knowing. What I felt was real, what I needed was growing. And the walls I lived inside were too small for my soul. Everything I need is within me now. Everything I need is within me. Then the house of cards collapsed around me, every certainty undone. I didn’t know who I was becoming, only knew I couldn’t run. I wandered through a dozen doorways, sat in pews that weren’t my own. Agnostic for a season, but never truly alone. Even when I couldn’t name it, I could feel the More behind the veil. I said, “Spirit, show me truth,” not “Is this the truth they gave me.” And the light came breaking through, not a yes, not a no, but a knowing. What I felt was real, what I needed was growing. And the walls I lived inside were too small for my soul. Everything I need is within me now. Everything I need is within me. Then grief came like a storm around me, after my grandmother passed on. And something shook me to my center, like a lightning‑struck dawn. Not gentle, not a whisper, but a shock that split me wide. There is more than you imagined, there is life on the other side. So I searched the world for wisdom, every teaching, every flame. I said, “Spirit, show me truth,” not “Is this the truth they gave me.” And the light came breaking through, not a yes, not a no, but a knowing. What I felt was real, what I needed was growing. And the walls I lived inside were too small for my soul. Everything I need is within me now. Everything I need is within me. One quiet day it found me, soft as breath, strong as revelation. The truth I chased in pages was already in my bones. Texts can be my teachers, but the source is in my spirit. I am not a seeker lost, I am a seeker coming home. I said, “Spirit, show me truth,” and the truth rose up inside me. Not a doctrine, not a rule, but a voice that finally freed me. What I felt was real, what I needed kept growing. Now I walk a wider path, where community is holy. Everything I need is within me now. Everything I need is within us.