Yeah, wake up, heartbeat sprintin’ like a race,
Mind’s a hurricane, can’t find a safe place,
Anxiety creepin’ in, tight chest, dry throat,
Every thought weighs heavy, feelin’ like I might choke.
Borderline mind swings like a pendulum chain,
Joy turns to rage, then I’m drownin’ in shame,
Relationships burn, walls built, bridges gone,
I’m fightin’ every minute just to make it ‘til dawn.
I’m tired of the battle, tired of the fight,
Shadows in my head try to block out the light,
But even in the dark, there’s a flicker inside,
I’m not gone yet — still holdin’ on’s my pride.
Days blur together, trust fades like smoke,
People say “just breathe,” but the breath feels broke,
Memories cut deep like glass through skin,
Keep smilin’ in public while I crumble within.
Sometimes I think about just callin’ it quits,
But I’m stickin’ to the script, even when it don’t fit,
‘Cause the pain’s a language only some understand,
And I’m scribblin’ my story with a tremblin’ hand.
I’m tired of the battle, tired of the fight,
Shadows in my head try to block out the light,
But even in the dark, there’s a flicker inside,
I’m not gone yet — still holdin’ on’s my pride.
If your mind’s runnin’ wild and the nights feel long,
Know that pain in your chest doesn’t mean you ain’t strong,
We’re walkin’ through storms, tryin’ not to drown,
But the rain’s proof the sky can still come back around.
So I’ll write one more verse, breathe one more breath,
I’ll choose one more moment instead of death,
My scars tell a story, not the end of my song,
Even broken hearts can still beat strong.