Lyric

Morning light on my sink

Last night’s thoughts still cling

Cold brew tastes like the things

I never said but think

Paycheck thin as a thread

Still I move where the hope gets fed

I walk slow, but I’m not misled—

Even small steps push back the dread

City hum in my chest

Quiet fights I never confess

But every time the sun resets

I learn to breathe through the mess

Late night glow on my screen

Blue light paints what I’ve been

All the flaws I tried to clean

Turn out softer than they seemed

Laundry piles like my fears

But I fold them, shift the gears

Even silence in my ears

Says I’m still here, still sincere

Tiny wins in crowded days

Tiny hopes in subtle ways

Even pain begins to fade

When I walk my own pace

I move through the noise so quietly

Findin’ little lights inside of me

Lost some days but I still believe—

Hope comes back eventually

Night breeze hittin’ my balcony

Soft waves hummin’ in memory

Life ain’t perfect, but honestly—

I’m learnin’ who I’m meant to be

Train glass shows my face

A bit more calm, a bit more grace

Even when I lose my place

I still rise at my own pace