The Way

I have long looked for the way,
But the way was nowhere to be found

I was living my life like a ghost following its shadow

Had I focused on my breathing I would have suffocated
Had I focused on sun rays on my skin, I would have felt a cold
Had I focused on my inner voice, I would have heard a cry

The way was nowhere to be found

I shredded my old life
I skinned my dead dreams to the bone until I found myself

Trapped in self-hatred

No one had told me I was enough
And I could embrace myself, in love

The way was never to be found

Because I was the way