What am I chasing when the light starts to fade Am I still the same or just a ghost of what I made I keep moving forward but the ground won’t stay Doing what I can but it slips away With every choice I make another door shuts tight My reflection looks different in the morning light Life keeps asking questions I can’t answer right Why does the night feel longer than the day Does anyone see me when I’m standing in the way It keeps repeating like a song stuck on repeat Have to keep breathing even when I can’t compete To find a way out that doesn’t pull me back Be someone better than the one who cracked Like the version of me that still believed the track This is the weight I carry in the black Feeling weightless and heavy all at once Like the room is breathing and I’m not the one A quiet kind of pressure that never lets me go Slave to the hours that move so slow Day after day the same walls close in By the time I notice, I’m lost again Day turns over and nothing ever ends I tell myself tomorrow will feel different somehow Can’t find the version of me that still knows how Escape is just a word when the exits disappear My chest stays tight no matter how hard I steer Pain sits in the corners like it lives right here Why does the night feel longer than the day Does anyone see me when I’m standing in the way It keeps repeating like a song stuck on repeat Have to keep breathing even when I can’t compete To find a way out that doesn’t pull me back Be someone better than the one who cracked Like the version of me that still believed the track This is the weight I carry in the black I keep waiting for a feeling that won’t arrive Am I supposed to keep pretending I’m alive Going through motions that used to feel like real Insane to think the pattern’s gonna break and heal Life keeps its distance even when I reach Is any of this supposed to make sense to me Rough edges everywhere I put my hands Heart beats on schedule but I don’t understand Is this the part where something finally breaks Hurting in places that the light won’t take Why does the night feel longer than the day Does anyone see me when I’m standing in the way It keeps repeating like a song stuck on repeat Have to keep breathing even when I can’t compete To find a way out that doesn’t pull me back Be someone better than the one who cracked Like the version of me that still believed the track This is the weight I carry in the black I still wake up and the day is already here Exist in the gaps between the want and the fear Just enough strength to stand, not enough to leave To want something better but not know how to breathe Suffer through the hours ’cause the quiet’s worse Every small win disappears before the sun Time keeps its pace whether I’m ready or done I reach for the same things and come back with none Try to rewrite the day before the damage is done I end up in the same room with the same old questions Fail at holding onto anything that isn’t tension Why does the night feel longer than the day Does anyone see me when I’m standing in the way It keeps repeating like a song stuck on repeat Have to keep breathing even when I can’t compete To find a way out that doesn’t pull me back Be someone better than the one who cracked Like the version of me that still believed the track This is the weight I carry in the black What’s left when the reasons start to fade away The longer I sit with it the less I can say Point of the story keeps changing with the light In the end the only thing that stays is the fight All the versions of tomorrow look the same from here Of every path I pictured, none of them feel near This is where I am, and the next line is unclear
