Boys In Motion

Backpacks, cracked phones

Shoes by the door, untied

Group chat blowing

It’s another wild ride

Late start, cold toast in his mouth

Racing out, mom yelling from the couch

Bus stop shade, talk big, laugh loud

Same old block, still feels like a crowd

Headphones on, whole world in a playlist

Dreams in his notes app, scared he might waste it

Act tough, heart soft, that’s the day plan

Front like he’s grown, still a kid when he can

Boys in motion, running on faith

Skinned-up knees and a heart that aches

Acting okay when it all feels strange

This is how boys live, this is how boys live

Laugh too hard, then they hide their tears

Talk like kings, fight their quiet fears

Growing up fast through the hits and cheers

This is how boys live, this is how boys live

Lunchroom noise, cap low in the corner

Scroll past wins, feel a little smaller

Coach says “push,” he jokes “I’m tired”

But he wants that shot more than he’s admired

Text her “what’s up,” then deletes it twice

Swears he’s smooth, heart rolling the dice

Says “I’m good” when it’s heavy in his chest

Pressure on his back, still talking like he’s blessed

They brag, they bluff

But they care too much

High fives, sore minds

Still they stand back up

From broken rules to late-night drives

They’re just trying to get it right