Verse 1
I walk the streets with empty hands
Dust on my name, scars on my plans
Their eyes cut deep, they look away
Like I’m a shadow, born to decay
I speak my truth, but no one hears
My hunger drowned in silent sneers
They measure souls by coins and pride
If you’re broke, you don’t exist inside
Pre-Chorus
I gave my heart, I gave my fight
But worth is judged by gold, not light
Chorus
They ignore me ‘cause I’m poor
Like I’m nothing, less than before
No throne, no crown, no shining door
Just a soul they can’t afford
I scream my name into the storm
A king with scars, a crown unborn
I may be broke, but hear my roar
You can’t kill a heart that’s torn