Lyric

In places no one ever looks

My folded voice begins to rot

Behind a face they call “justice”

I watched the system quietly grin

Prayers repeat like empty rites

Stripped of feeling, void of sound

This world was built to never reward

Every piece locked in by quiet control

Effort’s a costume, pain is a rule

And virtue—a word for someone else’s gain

To dream is to invite a punishment

And still, they whisper: “Keep going.”

Hope was only anesthesia

By the time I knew, it was far too late

Behind the cheers of “Don’t give up”

Are countless shadows crushed beneath

Even tears feel too indulgent now

So I hide my heart to stay intact

There’s no right to ask “Why not me?”

Not even the right to want an answer

Wounds like these don’t close with words

So silence is prescribed instead

I was taught to believe I’m worthless

Until I nodded—and agreed

Tomorrow will come

But it means nothing

Still, I keep breathing

Only because I must