Harsh days are over,
Done,
I may not be your ‘special’ one,
But I am me,
And I’m finally learning to see,
That being the best I can be,
Is the only option left to me!

So I will run,
I will fly,
I will sore with the clouds,
O so high.
I’ll stand on my own two feet,
Walk to my heavy beat,
And now I know better,
Then to just ask why.

Gone are the days when I’d hide away,
When I’d just cry,
At everything they used to say.
Now I laugh,
I can see how pathetic they really are,
Don’t worry yourselves,
I’m my own star.

I’m happy with where I am,
I’ve been where I’ve been,
It no longer matters where that is.
Because I’ve learnt from what I’ve seen.

So I will run,
I will fly,
I will sore with the clouds,
O so high.
I’ll stand on my own two feet,
Walk to my heavy beat,
And now I know better,
Then to just ask why.

My journey’s no where near over
or done,
And I may never be your ‘number one’.
But I am me,
I’ve learnt to see,
That I am the best I can possibly be!

So I will run,
I will fly,
I will sore with the clouds,
O so high.
I’ll stand on my own two feet,
Walk to my heavy beat,
And now I know better,
Then to just ask,
Then to just ask why!