Faint lines on paper, drawn and erased

Footsteps fading, memories traced

A story unfinished, a chapter untold

Learning the lessons the silence unfolds

Every line I drew, every road I took

Tracing shapes in the dust, lost in my own book

Maps torn apart, directions left behind

I got lost, but I learned to realign

Every wrong turn, every sleepless night

Built the bridges that led me to the light

This is the blueprint, the story I write

Falling and rising, getting it right

Brick by brick, through the wind and the rain

I keep building, again and again

Every quiet doubt, every silent prayer

Left a mark, but I'm still standing here

I traced the stars, but they led me astray

Only to find my own way

Not every line is perfect, not every piece fits

But I've learned to make peace with all of it

This is the blueprint, the path I create

Not set in stone, but never too late