[Intro – soft guitar, distant hum]
Mm…
Yeah…
I’m still here.
[Verse 1 – intimate, steady]
I’ve been staring at the ceiling again,
Counting cracks like they’re friends.
Every plan I swore I’d make
Got pushed to some other day.
I tell people I’m alright,
Say it quick so they don’t ask why.
Truth is I don’t feel broken,
I just don’t feel whole tonight.
[Pre-Chorus – subtle lift]
I don’t cry like I used to,
I don’t scream, I just sigh.
I keep everything moving
So I don’t fall behind.
[Chorus – sad but catchy]
I’m still kinda here, still kinda trying,
Still waking up, still surviving.
I don’t know where I’m headed now,
But I haven’t burned it down.
I’m still kinda here, still breathing slow,
Still carrying things I don’t show.
If this is all I am right now,
I guess it’s enough somehow.
[Post-Chorus – melodic hum hook]
Mm-mm…
Yeah, it’s enough.
[Verse 2 – reflective, slightly brighter]
I walk past lights on empty streets,
Everyone’s got somewhere to be.
I blend in with the passing sound,
Just another face, another round.
I thought I’d have it figured out,
Thought I’d feel more different by now.
But maybe growth is quieter
Than the way they talk about.
[Pre-Chorus – emotional build]
I don’t need to win tonight,
I don’t need a perfect view.
If I made it through the day,
That’s something too.
[Chorus – fuller, layered]
I’m still kinda here, still kinda trying,
Still waking up, still surviving.
I don’t know where I’m headed now,
But I haven’t burned it down.
I’m still kinda here, still breathing slow,
Still carrying things I don’t show.
If this is all I am right now,
I guess it’s enough somehow.
[Bridge – stripped back, honest]
Maybe I’m not falling apart,
Maybe I’m just in between.
Not who I was, not who I’ll be,
Just learning how to stay on my feet.
[Final Chorus – emotional release]
I’m still kinda here, hear my heartbeat,
Even on days when it’s hard to breathe.
I don’t need to shine or prove,
I just need to make it through.
I’m still kinda here, that’s my truth,
Still hoping something feels new.
If tomorrow asks for more,
I’ll answer when I’m sure.
[Outro – guitar fades, soft breath]
Mm…
Still here.
That counts.
