A New Hero Comes

I used to build my world from borrowed lines, Following stories that were never truly mine. The voices told me: wait, behave, repeat, But my heart wants something louder than a beat. The days feel crowded, yet I’m out of place, A maze of same routines I’m trying to erase. I’m done being an echo, done standing still, I want a change that’s sharp, electric, real. A new hero comes — I feel it in the air, No old stories left to keep me there. He walks with thunder, rewrites every rule, Turns every “can’t” into a breaking through. A new hero comes — no fear, no cage, He jumps right out of a locked-up page. I call for changes, I call for sparks, My new hero comes and lights the dark. I’m done negotiating with yesterday, Tomorrow owes me nothing — I’ll lead the way. If walls want silence, I’ll teach them sound, Legends are born where rules fall down. No rose bouquet can scare the one who tries, The bold don’t ask, they rise, they improvise. If change needs proof, then I will be the sign, The story shifts when courage is the line. A new hero comes — I feel it in the air, No old stories left to keep me there. He walks with thunder, rewrites every rule, Turns every “can’t” into a breaking through. A new hero comes — no fear, no cage, He jumps right out of a locked-up page. I call for changes, I call for sparks, My new hero comes and lights the dark.