Solo Heart

Am I wrong? Always drifting left when the world turns right, Like a compass drawn to storms instead of light. Am I wrong? For trusting the beat of my own internal song, Even if silence is the chorus all along. I move to the rhythm only I hear, Not chasing thrill rides they hold dear. I'm not blind, I’m just tuned to a different spark, Finding sunrise even when I walk through dark. At times I'm alone, that's the price I pay, But solitude sings in a deeper way. Am I wrong? For believing in my hands to shape the clay, Carving a path no one dared to lay. Knowing I’ve got to lead and do my part, Even if the march begins with a solo heart. Am I Wrong?