

I recall the days when the canvas was clean Before the noise
and the shifting of the scene They say prosperity alters
the view But it only sharpens what I came to do.
The road stretches out,
the pressure increases While the world waits to see if I break
into pieces But every gravity pull
only grounds my feet I find my rhythm when the winds compete.
Now the spotlight is fixed on the moves that I make Counting
the wins and the risks that I take
They offer their hands now the summit is near But where were
the guardians when the vision wasn't clear?
I don't require an entourage of the blind To validate the architecture
of my mind.
I remember standing in the shadows alone
Before they claimed they laid the cornerstone Now everybody wants a seat
at the crown
But I built this kingdom from the ground.
Through the doubt and the driving rain I stood firm,
I absorbed the strain So save the applause,
I can stand on my own For now,
just leave me alone.
(anyway, anyway...)
I forged this path anyway.
I forged this path anyway.
I forged this path anyway.
I don't need the validation today.
(anyway, anyway...)
Writing every chapter like the ink might dry
Keeping my
focus on the northern sky Never forgetting the weight of the floor
When the options were few and they locked every door.
That's the exact moment the clarity came You have to own the
sacrifice to own the name.
A one-way ticket with a heavy cost Reclaiming the pieces that the
cynics thought lost. The same face staring from the gallery wall Is
the one that had to learn to rise from the fall No
safety net, no family line Just hours in the dark till the
timing aligned. The critics who dismissed the initial design
Are the same ones rushing to the finish line.
But credit is due where the labor was spent And I'm collecting
on every single ounce of intent.
If you weren't an anchor
when the storm was severe
Do not expect to captain the ship while it's clear.
The very same force that you chose to ignore Is the one
driving momentum right through the door.
It's a curious lesson in how balance returns
When the skepticism fades
and the recognition burns.
From a fragile idea to a concrete domain The cycle repeats through
the growth and the pain.
And looking back now at the miles left behind
The narrative shifts, but it's perfectly aligned From the base of the
mountain to the edge of the sky With a steady gaze and
a head held
high.
I remember standing in the shadows alone
Before they claimed they laid the cornerstone Now everybody wants a seat
at the crown But I built this kingdom from the ground.
Through the doubt and the driving rain I stood firm,
I absorbed the strain
So save the applause,
I can stand on my own
For now, just leave me alone.
I forged this path anyway.
I forged this path anyway.
I forged this path anyway.
I don't need the validation today.
(forged this path anyway...) (anyway,
anyway...)