Heavy in My Head

Yeah...

This one's for the ones who smile in public

But fight in silence… every damn day.

I see you. I am you.

I wake up, but I don’t feel awake,

My chest heavy, like it's bound to break.

Brush my teeth, fake a grin in the mirror,

But that voice in my head gets louder, clearer.

“Why you even try? You always fall short.”

Like my own mind put me on trial in court.

No jury, just judgment, no peace, just noise,

And I’m drowning in the silence I try to avoid.

Every step I take feels like it’s too much,

Even sunlight hurts, I don’t want the touch.

People say, “Just talk,” but when I do,

I see the look, like they don’t have a clue.

So I shut up again, wear my mask again,

Hide the tears that I cry when the night begins.

This pain ain’t loud, it creeps instead—

Whispers lies when I lay in bed.

It gets heavy in my head,

Got these thoughts I never said.

Try to rise, but fall instead,

Feels like hope already fled.

But I still breathe, still try to stand,

Still hold tight with shaky hands.

If you feel this too, don’t pretend—

You ain’t alone, my friend.

Anxiety’s a thief, it don’t knock, just enters,

Takes my peace and leaves me in splinters.

Heart races like I’m runnin' from a ghost,

But it’s me, it’s my brain I fear the most.

People think it’s just sadness or stress,

But it’s fighting your own mind, no time to rest.

It’s smiling at a joke, while you’re breaking inside,

It’s screaming out loud, but your voice can’t find… life.

I write songs 'cause I can’t always speak,

But these bars give strength when I feel weak.

Every lyric’s a bandage on the wounds I hide,

And maybe someone listening feels seen inside.

You ain’t broken — you’re surviving,

Through the storms, still driving.

We ain’t lost — we’re still here,

Fighting demons we don’t let appear.

It gets heavy in my head,

Got these thoughts I never said.

Try to rise, but fall instead,

Feels like hope already fled.

But I still breathe, still try to stand,

Still hold tight with shaky hands.

If you feel this too, don’t pretend—

You ain’t alone, my friend.

So if you’re out there, feeling like a ghost,

Like your worth is fading, like you’ve lost all hope…

Know this:

You ain’t weak for feeling too much,

You’re strong for still standing when life gets rough.

And I don’t got the answers, but I got this song,

To say you're valid, you matter, you belong.

One day at a time…

Keep breathing. Keep fighting.

We’re still here. You’re still here.

And that means something.