Speak

They speak of me in the shadows, I hear the echo.

Pens loaded with poison, eyes too heavy on their backs.

I breathe. I fall silent. Then I write.

Because my voice is worth more than their cries.

Verse 1

They say I take up too much space, too much fire in the cage

That I should fall in line, lower my standards

I'm tired of explaining my skin, my choices, my silences

Tired of defending myself against their ignorance

I doubt myself sometimes, yeah, I get lost in the dark

I wonder if my path really leads anywhere

But I understood something in the midst of the chaos

I wasn't born to be right, I was born to be true, bro

Chorus

I'm not trying to please, I'm trying to be born

My truth burns, it wants to be seen

Be flame, be wind, be river

Wild at heart, free on earth

I'm not looking for agreement, I'm looking for momentum

My voice cuts through the night, cuts through the wind

If they back down, let them back down, brother

I move forward, rooted, Sincere

Verse 2

I'm never alone, I have a she-wolf in my heart

Barefoot on roads no one imagines

I talk to the fire when the world turns cold

I dance with my fears, they follow me step by step

They want approval like a leash around their neck

I prefer freedom, even if it means walking alone, standing tall

You can't shine brightly while apologizing for illuminating

My light disturbs, so much the better, I'll own it

Chorus

I'm not trying to please, I'm trying to be born

My truth burns, it wants to be seen

Be flame, be wind, be river

Wild at heart, free on earth

And if I fall, the Earth lifts me up again

Deep roots, sacred fire in my veins

What I carry is older than my fears

Wider than their words, stronger than their hate

Verse 3 / Outro I walk.

I write.

I create.

I leave the stones behind.

Let them speak still, I move forward nonetheless.

Pen as weapon, truth as emblem.