Nobody's Coming

I used to think there’d be a moment Someone older, someone wise Who would show up with the answers Look me steady in the eyes Tell me where I’m meant to go Tell me who I’m meant to be Like there was a hidden doorway Only grown-ups got to see But the calendar keeps turning And the mirror looks the same I’m still waiting for a hero But they’re calling out my name Nobody’s coming Nobody knows There isn’t a script There isn’t a road It’s just me choosing Left or right Hoping I’ll recognize My own life Nobody’s coming So maybe I will I thought adults were fearless Like they never doubted twice Like they didn’t lie awake at night Second-guessing every choice But I see it in their faces In the way they hesitate We’re all just improvising Calling it “fate” There’s no final version No perfect plan Just a series of decisions And a trembling hand Nobody’s coming No guiding light No voice from the ceiling Telling me I’m right It’s just my heartbeat In the dark Trying to tell me Where to start Nobody’s coming So maybe I should Maybe growing up Is losing the illusion That someone else Will make the conclusion Maybe strength Is quieter than it seems Maybe I become The one I needed at sixteen Nobody’s coming And that’s okay Maybe I don’t need To be saved If there’s no hero At the door Maybe I’m stronger Than before Nobody’s coming And I’m still here