Staring back at me is not whom I want to see so much of this life I fear I have wasted looking back time has flown to my surprise for no matter how hard I wish , anger on my tongue there is no turning back for knowing this burns my heart mind and soul into the heaviest Stone but I am my father's daughter and through the deepest valleys and the steepest mountains I will face my fears that make most men weep forward in my hand and shield on my chest I will journey on with no thought of rest upon my path a shadow crypt a creature fierce where they went with scales of night and breath of flames it sought to crash all hope and determination yet with a heart that thunders loud I stood my ground defiant and proud staring back at me is the person I want to see for this life I have conquered from this moment for word finally I am free