Still Showing Up

Verse 1

My head keeps moving the goalpost back,

Says effort doesn’t count unless I crack,

I show up daily, still feel behind,

Like proof of trying’s hard to find.

I study systems, roots to skin,

How life breaks down and builds again,

Environmental cause, anatomical names,

Learning through pressure, not through praise.

I left one dream to grow another,

Didn’t lose the knowledge, just changed the cover,

If I spiral, that’s not defeat—

It’s what happens when I care this deep.

Pre-Chorus

My head says, “You missed your chance,”

Like learning expires if you don’t advance,

But knowledge sticks, it doesn’t leave,

It just waits for who you’ll be.

Chorus

I don’t feel ready, I still arrive,

Heart still racing, mind still tries,

Imposter talking way too loud,

Says I’m not built for this somehow.

But I show up tired, I show up scared,

Still breathing, still right here,

I didn’t fake this, I didn’t quit,

I’m still trying — that counts as it.

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Verse 2

Clinic halls, fluorescent days,

Latin terms I half-pronounce,

Everyone looks so sure, so straight,

Like confidence came pre-announced.

But I remember why I’m here,

The fragile lives, the quiet fear,

Doesn’t matter if it swims or flies,

Someone has to try.

Pre-Chorus

I carry the past, not as regret,

But proof I learned more than I get,

Nothing wasted, nothing wrong,

Just a different version moving on.

Chorus

I don’t feel ready, I still arrive,

Heart still racing, mind still tries,

Imposter saying, “You’re behind,”

I say, “I’m doing this in my time.”

I show up messy, I show up real,

Still learning how to feel,

I didn’t fake this, I didn’t quit,

I’m still trying — that counts as it.

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Bridge

Some days I want to mute my brain,

Let the silence take the reins,

It keeps score of every flaw,

Forgets the effort, skips the cause.

But fear doesn’t mean I don’t belong,

It means I care enough to stay this long,

I don’t need permission to exist,

I just need to persist.

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Verse 3

I took the long way here on purpose,

Learned how to fail without collapsing,

Learned how to keep my hands steady,

Even when I don’t feel ready.

Now I’m here for the small and weak,

The lives that don’t have time to speak,

If I help one heartbeat survive the day,

Then I’m exactly in the right place.

Final Chorus

I don’t feel ready, I still arrive,

But the tide still lives in how I fight,

Imposter whispers, but I stay kind,

To the version of me that survived,

I didn’t lose myself — I grew, I changed,

I’m still trying, still showing up, still brave.

Outro

Still trying.

Still showing up.

And tonight —

That’s enough.