The nights were long, the silence loud,
In shadows where I learned to bow.
Beneath the weight of all your rage,
I waited for the chance to turn the page.
Each action a bruise, the hurt like rain,
My heart was inked with endless pain.
Your words so empty, each lie a cage,
But deep inside, I knew I'd turn the page.
You stole the stars, but not the sky,
You crushed my wings, yet still I fly.
In every tear, a quiet rage-
The strength to finally turn the page.
Now dawn breaks soft, the air is clean,
A world reborn from broken dreams.
I walk away, no longer afraid,
The story shifts- I've turned the page.
No longer bound by what you say,
My heart is free to find its way.
In scars I wear from all your rage,
At last, I've learned to turn the page.
You stole the stars, but not the sky,
You crushed my wings, yet still I fly.
In every tear, a quiet rage-
The strength to finally turn the page.
Now I stand, no chains in sight,
Falling shadows bathed in light.
Your hold is gone, I'm free, I'm saved-
My story's mine, I've turned the page.
You stole the stars, but not the sky,
You crushed my wings, yet still I fly.
In every tear, a quiet rage-
The strength to finally turn the page.
You stole the stars, but not the sky,
You crushed my wings, yet still I fly.
In every tear, a quiet rage-
The strength to finally turn the page.
You stole the stars, but not the sky,
You crushed my wings, yet still I fly.
In every tear, a quiet rage-
I found the strength to turn the page.
In scars I wear from all your rage,
At last, I've learned to turn the page...
Turn the page.