[Intro]
Ink on skin, a map of me, a pulse I carry free
[Verse 1]
I walk the street in colors only I can see
Every line a choice, every shade a memory
You call it ink, I call it voice that won’t be quiet
My silhouette speaks loudest when the world stays quiet
[Pre-Chorus]
My story isn’t borrowed, it’s carved in my own skin
I wear my truth in patterns where I’ve learned to begin
[Chorus]
I’m alive in every mark, I’m free in every line
A mosaic of a spirit that refuses to confine
Bold in my own reflection, I’m the proof of what I am
Expressed, unedited, I’m the art I brandish with my hands
[Verse 2]
If you see a painting, I’ll tell you where it’s from
A chapter stitched in color, the battles I have won
I’m not hiding what I am, I’m flaunting it with pride
My body’s a gallery where I’m both creator and guide
[Pre-Chorus]
No filter can confine the storm that’s burning bright
I wear my individuality like a badge of light
[Chorus]
I’m alive in every mark, I’m free in every line
A mosaic of a spirit that refuses to confine
Bold in my own reflection, I’m the proof of what I am
Expressed, unedited, I’m the art I brandish with my hands
[Bridge]
Let the ink be the compass, let the colors lead the way
I’ll carve my own horizon, I’ll own the words I say
[Chorus]
I’m alive in every mark, I’m free in every line
A mosaic of a spirit that refuses to confine
Bold in my own reflection, I’m the proof of what I am
Expressed, unedited, I’m the art I brandish with my hands
[Outro]
This skin is a story, and the pages never end
I’m the author, I’m the color, I’m the bend of every bend
