Writing My Rights

(ooh, yeah)

This entire time,

I’ve been writing my wrongs and reading my rights,

Trying to make sense of the lows while I’m reaching for heights,

I was chasing validation,

now I’m seeking advice,

Had to lose who I was just to

see who survived.

I was writing my wrongs,

but I’m reading my rights,

Had the world on my shoulders,

now I’m breathing alright,

I confused being fearless with just feeding my pride,

Now I’m learning that strength ain't always proving you’re right.

I put pain in a page,

put my thoughts in a line,

Used to measure my worth by the things I could find,

Now I’m counting every blessing,

I got time on my side,

Funny how I found my way when I stopped looking for signs.

So if I stumble,

let me stumble,

I’ll get up and adjust,

I ain't running from the past,

I just don't let it be us,

Had to question every version

of the man that I trust,

Now I’m building something real

from the pieces of dust.

(writing my wrongs...

breathing alright)