The Page Stays Open

[Verse 1]
I found the note beneath the drawer,
A list of promises from years before.
Some I kept, some slipped away,
Some still ask me what I’ll do today.

[Pre-Chorus]
I count the hands I held too tight,
The doors I closed, the times I tried.
If I can face the whole of me,
Is there room for who I’m trying to be?

[Chorus]
Can I call myself a good person
With both sides of the ledger in view?
All the harm I wish I could undo,
All the small good things I followed through.
I’m more than the worst thing I have done,
More than every bright thing I’ve begun.
Can I live with the truth and still choose
To be someone kinder than I used to?

[Verse 2]
I remember how I let you down,
The hurried words that cut too loud.
I remember stopping in the rain
To help a stranger lift a broken frame.

[Pre-Chorus]
Neither cancels out the other one;
The tally isn’t finished when the day is done.
I can name the wreckage, make repair,
And keep showing up with honest care.

[Chorus]
Can I call myself a good person
With both sides of the ledger in view?
All the harm I wish I could undo,
All the small good things I followed through.
I’m more than the worst thing I have done,
More than every bright thing I’ve begun.
Can I live with the truth and still choose
To be someone kinder than I used to?

[Bridge]
Not a pardon carved in stone,
Not a verdict made alone.
I’ll ask, I’ll listen, I’ll make amends,
Then meet the morning and begin again.

[Final Chorus]
I won’t call myself a good person
Just to make the harder questions small.
I’ll own the hurt, repair what I can,
And answer with my actions after all.
I’m more than the worst thing I have done,
Still responsible for what comes next.
If goodness lives in choices made,
Let tomorrow find me trying again.

[Outro]
The page stays open on the table.
I’ll write the next line as I’m able.