Lyric

Weathered down

Even proof that I existed is fading out

I cried so long

Moss grew over all my broken edges

But now I blend into the scene

Like flowers placed where I once stood

Etching words into the stone

For people who don’t even know my name

Shattered pieces lean on strangers’ shoes

How was I living then?

What was I fighting for?

Imagination wears away reality

Turning truth into a ghost

The silent past, no one believes

But still, I carve

I don’t need anyone to trust my story

I’ll be the one who believes in me

Cutting deep into the rock

So I won’t erode completely

I’ll leave a mark that time can’t steal

I believe in me

Words I wanted you to read

Lost in a cold and ruthless place

Convenience knocked the walls down

And swept the pieces away

I doubted me

I forgot me

So I carve again

Till I remember

Till I remain