​No twisting up my troubles, no more tangled lines, I’m leaving behind the shadows and the signs. I keep my spirit level and my energy clear, There’s no room for the static or the old-fashioned fear. ​I’m airing out the rhythm, letting light fill the room, Watching the peace of my own garden bloom. I don't need the drama or the weight of the past, I’ve found a steady frequency that’s built to last. ​I see them on the sidelines, trying to catch my light, But I’m moving mountains, out of reach and out of sight. I’ve cut out the stress and the friends who were fake, Protecting my peace in every choice that I make. ​I’m the master of the story, the one holding the pen, I won’t let the cycle start twisting again. I wear my own crown, I have chosen my way, Living out my truth every hour of the day. ​In the calm of the moment, I’ve finally found, A life that is honest and a soul that is sound. I am complete, I am worthy, I am divine, Walking a path that is strictly, truly mine.