They said I'd never make it through the storm

But they didn't know what burns inside...

Monday came like a freight train

Knocked me flat—couldn't complain

Tasted dirt, felt the concrete

Bloodied knees, but incomplete?

Not me.

Been told to lower my ambition

Been asked to quiet my 'wn intuition

But I've got...

I've got a...

Technicolor blueprint in my mind

Breaking from the monochrome design

Yesterday's limits? Left behind

Got my feet planted—future outlined

My life won't be defined

By their confined

Lines

Breathe in

Three steps forward

One glance back

That's all you get

Move on

Pockets empty, heart so full

Doubts circle like hungry wolves

Tuesday through Friday—a blur

Weekends spent building what's sure

To last

And when they laugh at my conviction

I'll just smile—they'll see soon enough

'Cause while they're sleeping

I'm completing

My vision

(My vision)

Without permission!

Technicolor blueprint in my mind

Breaking from the monochrome design

Yesterday's me? Hard to find

Got my heart racing—stars aligned

My path newly defined

Won't be confined

This time

Just watch me shine...