My story

FOUND — NOT BROKEN (Eminem-Style)

Adorno Music

Intro (quiet, almost whispered)

Yeah…

I don’t talk about this much

But if I don’t say it now, it’ll eat me alive

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Verse 1 (slow build, sharp syllables)

I learned how to smile while my insides collapsed

How to carry the load, never ask for a hand

How to plan every move but still feel like a mess

How to drown in success and call it progress

I was praised for my grind but dying inside

Productivity masking the hurt I would hide

I was doing “the most,” yeah applauded for that

But nobody noticed the cracks in the mask

I was tired of leading, tired of fixing the room

Tired of being the strong one with nothing to lose

Tired of praying polite, I was screaming at God

Like “If You’re real, why You silent when everything’s wrong?”

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Pre-Hook (tight, internal rhymes)

I been pacing the floor with my thoughts on trial

Every failure replayed like a hostile file

Trying to earn what was given, fighting grace

Till mercy met me dead in my face

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Hook (melodic but dark)

I was lost in my head, in my pain, in my doubt

Found by grace when I couldn’t find a way out

Still scarred, still healing, still open

But I’m found… not broken

I was chained to the past, to the weight I was holding

God spoke when my faith was eroding

If you hear this, just know this

I’m found… not broken

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Verse 2 (faster, aggressive Eminem cadence)

I been bleeding in silence, applauded in public

If suffering paid, I’d be rich off the budget

I learned how to function while mentally wrecked

Smiling in daylight, fighting demons at rest

I gave time I didn’t have, love I didn’t receive

Built futures for others, forgot how to breathe

Every “yes” was a no to the man in the mirror

Till my spirit got tired of screaming “I’m here!”

I tried fixing myself with achievement and noise

Till God stripped it all and said “Son, just be still”

I thought rest was lazy, peace was weak

Till He showed me surrender ain’t losing—it’s free

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Hook (repeat, heavier)

I was lost in my head, in my pain, in my doubt

Found by grace when I couldn’t find a way out

Still scarred, still healing, still open

But I’m found… not broken

I was chained to the past, to the weight I was holding

God spoke when my faith was eroding

If you hear this, just know this

I’m found… not broken

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Bridge (half-time, emotional)

I’m not proud of the nights I wanted to quit

I’m not proud of the walls I built brick by brick

But I’m grateful for grace that stayed when I ran

That loved me as broken before I was a man

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Verse 3 (redemptive, controlled rage)

Now I walk with intention, no mask, no disguise

I don’t need to be perfect, I’m done with the lie

Still battling thoughts but I’m armed with the truth

That I don’t need approval to prove what I’m worth

Every scar tells a story, every tear had a cost

But I found who I am when I gave Him control

I don’t rap for attention, I rap to survive

If my voice gives hope, then my pain multiplies

Outro (spoken, fading)

I didn’t lose myself

I found Him