A blank piece of paper
For anything to be created
And on it, my life was written
But what if I'm the one he hated?
Had he cursed me with my birth
To forever bring pain where I go
Or am I just overthinking
It's impossible for even my heart to know
I live for now, in wonder
Not knowing what my true purpose may be
But one day I'll find a reason
Make use of the life he gave me
My creator, I am ever in your debt
For into me, you have breathed life and love
At least I dream of this fate
Connecting the ground to the clouds above