Generation

I'm bidding goodbye to my 29th year And a body that's full of thorns Here's to corners I've turned and levels I've cleared I couldn't have done it before And the rumors are true I am changing my name Though I remain close to my kin One form in the storm, battling on I am my own generation And I'm learning to love the woman in me 'Cause she knows how to love all of you Darling of my delicate mind Someday I hope that I do I tried to dry my tears outside I forgot it's a season of rain Shouting at clouds: I've done enough now And I'm coming home to myself