Balancing the heavy weight of my past
on my new wings
with all the hope
they bring,
I'm excited.
I'm delighted.
I've one eye open
and I'm ready to rope in
these new goals and roles.
I'm alive.
I will survive!
My flag is no longer half-mast.
Break a leg, sweetheart!
You've got this!
The crowd loves you;
They're throwing
roses
and blowing
kisses.
I'm still aware of all that hisses,
snakes sneaking up on me.
Backstabbing lies and false cries
hide behind kind and loving eyes.
But, I've got this!
The lessons of my past
support me,
but they don't define me...
They're not my marquee.
I can do it all!
I'm standing up for myself,
but I'm okay if I fall.
I'm standing tall,
ready for my encore.
Open the curtains
and watch the show.
I'm going to
Let.
It.
Glow.
I'm a little bit rascally,
I'm a Rascky.
I'm a lot bit careful,
I'm a little bit daredevil.
Depends on my mood...
Depends on the moon...
Depends on my gratitude...
My lines are in my mind,
but I speak from my heart.
My knives can still cut
even if they're not sharp.
One eye's closed to all I don't need.
The other's wide open
and I'm here to succeed.
