(Verse 1)
Another dawn breaks, the alarm bell rings,
Sixty hours grind, oh, what the week brings.
Chasing dreams that feel like shadows in the night,
In a world of hustle, can’t find my light.
Raising chickens, dogs, and memories buried deep,
In this little farm, where I sow and reap.
(Chorus)
I’m picking up the pieces of a heart that’s torn,
Wrestling with shadows from the childhood trauma.
Every breath a battle, every moment a fight,
But I’m striving for a better tomorrow, holding on tight.
(Verse 2)
Anxiety whispers, “What’s your plan?”
While depression drags me through the quicksand.
Surrounded by laughter, yet I’m feeling unseen,
In a crowd of faces, I’m lost in between.
No time for myself, just the grind and the pain,
Living for the weekend, but it’s always the same.
(Chorus)
I’m picking up the pieces of a heart that’s torn,
Wrestling with shadows from the childhood trauma.
Every breath a battle, every moment a fight,
But I’m striving for a better tomorrow, holding on tight.
(Bridge)
Overthinking my way through the maze of my mind,
Searching for solace, for the peace that I can’t find.
But through the storms and the sleepless nights,
I’ll find the strength to reach for the light.
(Verse 3)
In this garden I’ve grown, with every seed I sow,
A reminder that healing takes time, it’s slow.
With quail and fish and a heart that won’t bend,
I’ll keep on pushing through, I’ll find my way in the end.
(Chorus)
I’m picking up the pieces of a heart that’s torn,
Wrestling with shadows from the childhood trauma.
Every breath a battle, every moment a fight,
But I’m striving for a better tomorrow, holding on tight.
(Outro)
So here’s to the struggles, the pain, and the strife,
To every little victory in this beautiful life.
I may be weary, but I won’t fade away,
I’m just a work in progress, finding my way
