The breeze is a song,

my life is the lyrics.

I won’t let the breeze go,

I want it to become stronger.

I crave the power it brings.

The breeze will become the wind,

the wind will become a storm.

If you’re scared of thunder back away,

as my life is the storm, and a tornado is about to appear.

If the breeze sings you a song, listen.

If the tornado comes near you, don’t back away.

If the rain falls, absorb every last drop.

The breeze is who I act like,

The wind is who I seem to be,

The storm is who I want to be,

The tornado is who I really am.

There is always calm before a storm,

But there is always a rainbow after every rain.

Embrace the storm, Embrace the words.