More Than the Myth

Mmm…

I’m trying… I’m trying…

They say I’m made of iron, forged by fate and firelight,

They say my name is thunder, carved into the endless night.

But every time I lift the world the way they’ve asked me to,

I feel the breaking in my bones they never see me go through.

I’m tired of being perfect

In the stories that they write.

’Cause when the curtain falls…

I’m just surviving the fight.

I’m more than the myth you’re holding to—

I bleed, I break, I fear the truth.

You call me strong, but strength is something I outgrew.

I’m trying hard to be the hero you once knew…

But I’m more, I’m more—

I’m more than the myth you think is true.

I’m just a heart trying to make it through.

You say that I’m unshaken, that I never lose my way,

But every victory I win leaves another piece of me decayed.

You praise the battles I survive, but never see the scars—

You celebrate the warrior, not the wounded man beneath the stars.

I’m tired of being flawless

In the legends that you keep.

’Cause when the shouting stops…

It’s my soul that falls asleep.

I’m more than the myth you’re holding to—

I bleed, I break, I fear the truth.

You call me strong, but strength is something I outgrew.

I’m trying hard to be the hero you once knew…

But I’m more, I’m more—

I’m more than the myth you think is true.

I’m just a heart trying to make it through.

If I let the mask fall down,

Would you still believe in me?

If I showed the cracks and doubts,

Would you stay or would you leave?

I’m not the god they wrote about—

I’m terrified and incomplete…

Just trying to breathe…

Trying to breathe…

I’m more than the myth you’re holding to—

I’m human underneath the wounds.

Don’t ask me to be perfect in a world I’m breaking through.

I’m learning how to be the hero to myself, too.

I’m more, I’m more—

I’m more than the myth you built from truth.

I’m just a man…

Trying to make it through.