Every room leans crooked when I… …step inside it… Judgment in the drywall, I can feel where they try to hide it Tongues weigh and trade silence like it owes them some damn answers, Every glance got a ledger, every breath has a… …standard… I’ve seen comfort turn rigid, crystallize into law, Fear get framed up and handed a gavel to drop They call pressure “guidance,” and call obedience peace when it’s measured… Organized… And neat… But the ground tells the truth when it shifts underneath your feet I don’t move fast just because the floor breaks, I’ve learned how to balance where the core aches Every step calibrated, every thought held tight… I don’t stumble in the dark… I measure the light I walk the seam where the ground divides Between your opinions and my quiet mind I keep my footing when the pressure climbs You won’t catch me falling… Into the fault lines Every choice leaves residue, a mark in the brain Every word you swallow still circles the drain Some roads feel holy till the maps collapse Some truths wear crowns just to keep you… Trapped… I’ve watched belief and fervent faith get bent into weapons of order, Watched borders get built inside hearts like brick stores made out of mortar They sell you balance and some risk with a leash and a name, Then ask why you shake when the ground beneath us always rearranges I’ve stood where approvals erode into dust, Where trust isn’t given, it’s welded with rust I don’t need a crowd to confirm what I see, I don’t need a script to tell me… That I’m free… I walk the seam without a sign No borrowed spine, no borrowed light I cut my way through the fractured time You won’t catch me falling… Into the fault lines Let it crack, let it open, let the structure confess, Pressure doesn’t ruin it reveals what’s left I don’t brace for collapse, I was shaped in the strain, I was built to move steady through the shifting terrain You won’t catch me… Falling! You won’t catch me falling… Into the fault lines I walk the seam where belief runs thin Where your judgment ends and my breath steps in and begins I am the edge that you can’t redefine You won’t catch me falling… Into the fault lines You won’t catch me falling… ….Into the fault lines
