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Some days I wake up tired of being strong.
Tired of pretending nothing’s wrong.
Tired of smiling when my chest feels heavy,
Tired of “you’ll be fine” when I’m barely steady.
My mind don’t rest.
It runs marathons at 3 A.M.
Replays every loss, every word I said,
Every “what if” that never ends.
I carry stress like a second spine,
Bend but don’t break, yeah, that’s the lie.
They see the grind, they praise the fight,
They don’t see me breaking every night.
I just want quiet in my head.
Not noise.
Not fear.
Not things I said.
I just want one clean breath
Without this weight on my chest.
I want relief from my stress.
From this war in my brain.
From this voice that says “you’re falling behind,”
“you’re wasting time,” “you’re losing the race.”
Late nights, empty roads,
Hands locked tight on control.
If I slow down, I feel it all,
So I just keep losing my soul.
Pressure to win.
Pressure to lead.
Pressure to bleed
And never say “I need.”
So I joke.
I grind.
I stay online.
I tell the world “I’m good,”
While I’m losing my mind.
I hate this life.
I love this life.
I’m grateful and bitter the same damn night.
I pray for peace, then chase the bag,
Then wonder why my faith collapsed.
Some days I don’t wanna impress.
Don’t wanna post.
Don’t wanna flex.
I just wanna sit in silence
And not feel like I’m next.
Next to fail.
Next to fall.
Next headline: “He had it all.”
I think about death, not ‘cause I’m weak,
But ‘cause rest sounds better than this fatigue.
If I had one week, would I still pretend?
Or call my people and make amends?
Say “I love you,” mean it deep,
Not hide behind “I’m too busy.”
Friends feel far.
Dreams feel fake.
Every win feels hard to take.
Success empty.
Failure loud.
Every step lost in a crowd.
And God…
Some nights I yell Your name.
Some nights I wonder if You forgot my pain.
Some nights I’m scared I missed Your call
And built my life on pressure walls.
My inner critic don’t clock out.
It waits for silence, then runs its mouth.
“You’re not enough.”
“They’ll see.”
“You’re replaceable.”
“Just wait and see.”
I want relief from my stress.
Not pills.
Not lies.
Not fake success.
I want peace that stays when storms come back.
I want hope when my faith gets cracked.
Some days I wanna disappear,
Not die — just breathe without fear.
No cameras.
No crowds.
No armor.
No masks.
Just me and God and an honest past.
But I’m still here.
Still fighting.
Still swinging back.
Still standing tall with a cracked-up back.
So if you feel this in your bones tonight,
If stress is your shadow in every light—
You’re not weak.
You’re not done.
You’re still running…
And you haven’t lost.
Relief ain’t quitting.
It’s learning to stand
While bleeding
And still saying, “I trust.”
Details
GeneratedFeb 1, 2026
Duration3:25
LanguageEnglish
Style
Fast Rap, Male, male, slower moment, bass, energetic, stressed, emotional but “we got this”
Credits
Prompt byJsay
ModelAria v5
