[INTRO — serious spoken intro, crowd ambience] Attention citizens. How many people woke up today already negotiating with their own body? How many people counted energy before their feet even touched the floor? Yeah. This one’s for the spoonies trying. ⸻ [VERSE 1] Never woulda thought I’d see so many people feeling like me Smiling in the grocery aisle while internally rationing battery Everybody talking hustle “Push through pain” like it’s a game Meanwhile I’m calculating shower strength and if I’ve got enough left for the day Some days I fight through the static Some days I rest cuz I have to And both of those things take courage even when nobody claps for you See they only post the victories not the moments sitting still Not the heating pad at midnight or the doctor bills that kill ⸻ [CHORUS] For the spoonies trying Still surviving Still arriving Even if it takes more time For the ones who keep on moving through the fog and through the silence Rest is not surrender and survival still counts ⸻ [VERSE 2] People say “you’re always tired” yeah no kidding, thank you Steve 😭 You think I’d choose adrenaline spikes just from answering basic things? Every text feels like a meeting Every phone call feels uphill Everybody wants performance while I’m trying to sit still And I know what it looks like— late replies and canceled plans But sometimes bravery looks less like running more like raising up your hand Saying: “I can’t do this today.” And not hating yourself for it. ⸻ [CHORUS] For the spoonies trying Still surviving Still deciding What deserves the strength tonight For the ones who keep adapting while the world keeps yelling “faster” You are not lazy for needing rest ⸻ [BRIDGE — emotional escalation] See the problem is people think exhaustion always looks dramatic But sometimes it looks like: - unread messages - unfinished laundry - laying still to stop the panic Sometimes strength is invisible. Sometimes survival doesn’t trend. Sometimes the strongest thing you do all day is begin again. ⸻ [FINAL CHORUS — BIG emotional payoff] For the spoonies trying We are still here Still fighting Even if it’s quiet Every shower Every meal Every tiny task completed— That counts. 🎤 Group Voices: THAT COUNTS. 🎤 Main Voice: Every boundary Every breath Every moment you chose kindness over self-hatred— 🎤 Group: THAT COUNTS. 🎤 Main Voice: This is for the people learning that healing is not a race. And rest is not failure. ⸻ [OUTRO — calm, grounded] Tomorrow— we try again. And if tomorrow is a rest day? That counts too.
