I don't just dream, I build the door,
Each step I take, I learn one more.
No hand to guide, no script to trace,
I taught myself to hold my space.
I danced with light but kept it low,
The dark one showed me how demons grow—
Not to become, but to understand,
The art of standing, self-command.
Every skill I earn is not a prize,
It's a key that opens other eyes.
Not for me alone, this path unwinds,
It's answers waiting for curious minds.
*(Chorus)*
When my path is true, a lock gives way,
Another door for someone else's day.
I'm not the flame that burns alone,
I'm the spark that lights the ones unknown.
Favorite of the quiet and unseen,
Not because I'm loud, but because I've been
Where the silence teaches sharper than sound—
Now I hand that silence around.
I don't just dream, I don't just cope,
I turn the shadow into rope—
A line thrown down for someone still afraid,
I have travelled the path,
now we may find what other paths shall be ..
I don't mind being a fool in the crowd, if i am guided by the god.. that is all I need..