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Look—

Dad in the system, mom drownin’ in her liquor,

Pain in the mirror always lookin’ back quicker.

Everybody talk like they know what I lived through,

But they don’t know half of the hell I had to sift through.

Havin’ guardians that hit harder than the lessons,

Taught me early that love ain’t the same as affection.

Used to pray for a day I could disappear clean,

But the scars became lines that rewrote my whole theme.

People see my anger, but they don’t see the story,

See the chip on my shoulder, but not the ones before me.

Got bullied till I learned how to bleed without fear,

Now the same kid they mocked is the one they all hear.

Used to beg for a place I could finally call home,

Now I stand on my pain like a king on a throne.

And yeah, the Silvas name heavy, but watch me redefine it—

Turn a legacy of hurt into fire and diamond