on this day, this time of passage   I need to make my statement now   where I’ll go is still uncertain   to what I’ve left I can’t return      this moment’s lost, gone forever   I need to listen to this voice   whispering from deep inside me   telling things I fear to hear:      as a rite of passage   you want to turn away   from everything you have created   in this world when you felt so unknown   you blame the sun for all her light   that ever fell your way   you push everything away   and claim that you’re alone   and now you say you feel alone   and now your heart has turned to stone      on this day, this time of passage   I’ve forgotten what is true   neglecting these feelings of compassion   only believing what I see      I want to break these bonds around me   stand alone untouched by none   still I hear this voice behind me   re-defining who I am