Breaking Free

Trapped in the corner, shadows on the wall,

Echoes of the rules, they’re standing tall.

But my soul's got rhythm, my heart’s untamed,

A spark of fire whispers, calling my name.

I’m done with the script, it’s time to rewrite,

No chains, no boundaries, just the thrill of the night.

Breaking free, let the melody fly,

Chasing the stars, reaching the sky.

Notes unravel, my story’s untold,

A voice of my own, fearless and bold.

Each wrong turn’s a lesson, each fall’s a beat,

The rhythm of struggle makes the sound complete.

Improvised pathways, no map in sight,

Dancing with freedom in the bebop light.

No more silence, the groove’s alive,

Breathing in music, my spirit thrives.

Horns cry out like a rebel’s prayer,

Keys unlock dreams hanging in the air.

Drums keep the heartbeat, steady and true,

This is my anthem — my debut.

I’m breaking free, no lines to confine,

In the chaos of jazz, I’ve found what’s mine.