If I had vision toward only one side,
I would have broken many times before.
The shadow within me taught me to be different,
To see what lies behind the scenes,
And search for what was hidden behind the door.
I learned from the light,
I learned from the dark.
Every wound, every lesson
Left another mark.
I wasn't given answers,
I was given the way—
To learn, to understand,
To correct what went astray.
I may not be right,
I may not be good,
I may not be bad
As they said I should.
I learned from both sides
Of the world I survived.
I carry their knowledge,
But choose where it applies.
I am still human,
Still learning to be,
Breaking my cycles
To finally see.
I was taught to see the invisible,
The realities behind our beliefs.
I took the path by myself
To know and to feel
The power of belief,
The power of faith itself.
The ones with opposite resonance
Became my mentors along the way.
They showed me another reflection,
Another truth I had to face.
Every side became a teacher,
Every conflict left a trace.
What I thought I needed to defeat
Sometimes showed me another face.
I learned not to answer darkness
By becoming darkness too.
I learned that understanding
Was the path I had to choose.
I may not be right,
I may not be good,
I may not be bad
As they said I should.
I learned from both sides
Of the world I survived.
I carry their knowledge,
But choose where it applies.
I am still human,
Still learning to be,
Breaking my cycles
To finally see.
I wasn't meant to be perfect,
I was meant to understand—
What pulls me from my purpose,
And what brings me back again.
Final Chorus
I may not be right,
I may not be good,
I may not be bad—
And that's understood.
I have learned from the light,
I have learned from the dark.
I have carried both sides
And discovered my part.
I am still human,
Still learning to be,
Still making mistakes,
Still learning to see.
If I fall, I can rise.
If I'm wrong, I can change.
Understanding my path
Can rearrange the strange.
Final Outro
I am human.
I may make mistakes.
I may lose my way.
But I can understand.
I can correct.
I can change.
Because breaking the cycle
Was never about becoming perfect.
It was about learning
Who I become
After everything
I've been through.
I learned from the light.
I learned from the dark.
I walked through the silence.
I carried every mark.
And now I understand—
The cycle doesn't end
When the world changes.
The cycle ends
When I change.
The cycle ends with me.