skatin

through City still sleepin’, I’m slidin’ through dawn,

Concrete breathin’, I’m just holdin’ on.

Board underneath me, soul in the grip,

Thoughts in a loop, I let the silence flip.

No need for words when the streets speak back,

Every crack in the pavement’s a memory track.

Skatin’ past things that I don’t wanna feel,

Balance ain’t perfect, but at least it’s real.

I don’t talk much, I just ride,

Let the weight fall off with the glide.

Ain’t tryna flex, ain’t tryna shine,

I skate to keep from losin’ my mind.

Low sun, long shadows, mind in a haze,

Wheels hum soft like a beat with no bass.

Same route, same route, same kind of day,

But the stillness hits different when you’re driftin’ away.

People chase highs, I just coast,

Not runnin’ from nothin’, just gettin’ close.

Peace ain’t loud, it’s a quiet thing,

Like the sound of trucks when they barely sing.

I don’t talk much, I just ride,

Let the weight fall off with the glide.

Ain’t tryna flex, ain’t tryna shine,

I skate to keep from losin’ my mind.

So if I’m out late, just know I’m fine,

Board got my back like a lifeline.

Nothin’ to prove, nothin’ to show,

I skate slow just to let it go.