I Miss My Children

Slow, intimate piano ballad with male vocals; close-mic, almost whispered verses that bloom into a raw, cracked-voice chorus, Subtle strings swell under the hook, low percussion heartbeat on downbeats, Final chorus adds stacked harmonies and a fragile high pad, leaving the last line almost a cappella in reverb

[Verse 1] Everyday I get older Air in my lungs feels thinner Coffee gets cold on the table I forget to eat my dinner I stare at your names on a screen Scroll back to the baby photos Talk out loud to an empty room Like you’re hiding in the shadows [Chorus] I miss my children More than anything I’ve known Every laugh Every tantrum Every “Daddy Take me home” I’m so tired of this life All this weight I drag alone I miss my children More than anything I’ve known [Verse 2] Got these gifts from my mother Hands that shake Thoughts that scatter Diagnoses like nicknames Written down like they matter PTSD in the mirror Bipolar on my shoulder Manic days Crashing nights Every season feeling colder [Chorus] I miss my children More than anything I’ve known Every lunchbox Every drawing Every secret little joke I’m so tired of this life All this pain under my coat I miss my children More than anything I’ve known [Bridge] If I climb out of this gutter If I learn to breathe again (breathe again) Will you see the way I’m fighting Just to be your dad My friends (hey) [Chorus] I miss my children More than anything I’ve known Every bedtime story ending Every “please don’t let me go” I’m so tired of this life But I’m holding for your glow I miss my children More than anything I’ve known

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