[Intro]
Midnight alleyways, I’m chasing a glow I can’t quite hold
Streetlight constellations on a bottle I won’t unfold
[Verse 1]
I walk these blocks with a heavy brain, thoughts leak through my hoodie sleeves
Neon confessions drip from my mouth when I breathe and grieve
The city hums a siren lullaby, I’m riding on a tired map
Trying to tell my shadow, I’m not okay, and that’s a fact
Crowds pass like rain on concrete, I’m a spark that forgot to glow
Masked in courage, I’m hollow, but the pocket of hope won’t slow
[Pre-Chorus]
If I spoke the real truth, would the echoes stay or fade away?
I’m scribbling in margins of my mind, a safe place I can’t betray
[Chorus]
This heart keeps a quiet storm inside, I’m learning to name the rain
Lonely nights, loud thoughts collide, but I’m choosing not to break in vain
I’m fragile and I’m fierce at once, resilience wearing thin and bold
I’m more than the night I’m living through, I’m learning to own the old
[Verse 2]
Therapist’s chair feels like a throne of questions I’m scared to ask
Balance on a ledge of stigma, where whispers are knives I scarcely mask
I weigh the parts of me that hope and hurt, a ledger in my chest
Trying to tell the truth without scaring myself to rest
[Pre-Chorus]
If I spoke the real truth, would the echoes stay or fade away?
I’m scribbling in margins of my mind, a safe place I can’t betray
[Chorus]
This heart keeps a quiet storm inside, I’m learning to name the rain
Lonely nights, loud thoughts collide, but I’m choosing not to break in vain
I’m fragile and I’m fierce at once, resilience wearing thin and bold
I’m more than the night I’m living through, I’m learning to own the old
[Bridge]
Behind the closed doors in my head, I pace the floor of my own doubt
If I can survive the silence, I can speak my truth out loud
[Chorus]
This heart keeps a quiet storm inside, I’m learning to name the rain
Lonely nights, loud thoughts collide, but I’m choosing not to break in vain
I’m fragile and I’m fierce at once, resilience wearing thin and bold
I’m more than the night I’m living through, I’m learning to own the old
[Outro]
So I breathe in the midnight air, let the skyline hear my vow
To tend the wounds I carry within, and stand when morning’s arrows plow