Lyrics
[Intro]
Pen in my palm
Heartbeat tapping the margin
Pages shaking
But I’m still starting
[Verse 1]
Used to play a part I never picked
Reading lines that somebody scripted
Hands tied in a costume that never fit
Blamed my own scars for the cuts they did
Every “too much” that they stapled on me
I wore like a label, like it had to be
But the mirror got tired of the same old scene
Said, “Who’s holding the camera, you or the screen?”
I was stuck on the worst page, looping the hurt
Rewinding the moment I hit the dirt
Then I noticed the pen still under my fist
Ink on my fingers, shaking my wrist
[Chorus]
I rewrite my story
From victim to survivor
From broken into healing
From lost into discover
I honor my own journey
Every scar, every shiver
I’m the author of my story
Watch my heartbeat hit the paper
[Verse 2]
They called it “too late,” I called it “first draft”
Margin full of “never,” I crossed it out fast
Turned every “you can’t” to a question mark
Then flipped that curve into a lightning spark
Voices in my head like a hostile choir
Now they’re background buzz to a rising fire
I don’t beg for a line in somebody’s show
I’m redrawing the map where my rivers flow
Yeah, I bled through chapters, cried through lines
But the salt from the tears kept the ink alive
Now the tremor in my hand is a sacred beat
Every shake that I trace makes the page complete (hey!)
[Chorus]
I rewrite my story
From victim to survivor
From broken into healing
From lost into discover
I honor my own journey
Every scar, every shiver
I’m the author of my story
Watch my heartbeat hit the paper
[Bridge]
Who told you you were just a side role?
Who sold you that you needed their control?
Rip that script, let the letters fall
Hear your name in your own call
Close your eyes, feel that spine
Your book, your time, your lifeline
Turn that pain into bold type grace
Highlight hope in a steady pace (oh)
[Chorus]
I rewrite my story
From victim to survivor
From broken into healing
From lost into discover
I honor my own journey
Every scar, every shiver
I’m the author of my story
Watch my heartbeat hit the paper
[Outro]
Pen in my palm
Breath on the page
I walk from the wreck
And I write my own stage
Style
raptrance-rap hybrid with steady 4-on-the-floor kickairy arpsand deep side-chained pads; verses in nimble triplet flows over pulsing basshook opens into wide reverb-drenched synth leads and stacked female vocals chanting the mantra while subtle risers and filtered delays build a hypnoticuplifting archealingtrance
Prompt
you are the author of your own story, not the character in someone else's nerrative. rewrite your story from victim to survivor, broken to healing, lost to discover, honor your own journey
trance rap
Credits
Prompt by
FolktronicGod683
FolktronicGod683GeneratedFeb 3, 2026
ModelAria v5
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