I ain’t stupid. I see more than I say. I know who’s riding with me. And I know who stays. I know who shows up when the lights go down. And who only comes around when there’s a crowd. I’m tired of the fake aliases. Tired of the games. Everybody’s got opinions but won’t say ’em to my face. I don’t need a hundred people just to call a few my friends. I’d rather walk this road alone than let that poison in. And I ain’t saying I’m perfect. Hell… I’ve made mistakes. But I’m learning who I am and what I won’t tolerate. You can keep your little stories. I’ll keep writing mine. You don’t get to tell me how to heal on my time. I’ll stay a lone wolf if that’s what it takes. I know who’s riding. I know who stays. If the shoe fits… Then pull up a chair. I’ve got a story and I ain’t scared to share. These words are my power. I’m gonna sing louder. I ain’t getting even. I’m getting louder. Oh… I’m getting louder. I gave you the key… And you disrespected me. Opened up my world and let you see the real me. I gave you a seat at a table I built. You took my kindness like it came without a limit. But I ain’t changing locks just to prove that I’m strong. I’m closing that door and moving along. I know who’s riding. I know who stays. I know who means it and who just plays games. If the shoe fits… Then wear it. Or kick rocks. I don’t know… I’ll keep skipping mine. I’m making my music. I’m healing on my time. These words are my power. And this voice is mine. Respectfully… I’m done explaining every move I make. Done giving everybody more than they can take. My peace ain’t up for voting. My voice ain’t yours to own. And I’d rather be a lone wolf than lose myself to belong. I’ll stay a lone wolf if that’s what it takes. I know who’s riding. I know who stays. If the shoe fits… Then pull up a chair. I’ve got a story and I ain’t scared to share. These words are my power. I’m gonna sing louder. I ain’t getting even. I’m getting louder. Oh… I’m getting louder. You know what’s funny? Everybody wants to tell you who they think you are. Like they know your whole story from the few pages they saw. But here’s the thing… I didn’t lose my voice. I was learning how to use it. And I ain’t gotta become toxic just to prove I can see through it. I’m still healing. Still learning. Still putting pieces together. And whether you stay… Or whether you go… I’m gonna keep getting better. I’ll stay a lone wolf if that’s what it takes. I know who’s riding. I know who stays. If the shoe fits… Then pull up a chair. I’ve got a story and I ain’t scared to share. These words are my power. I’m gonna sing louder. You thought I’d stay quiet? Well… Listen to me now. I’m getting louder. Louder. Louder. Hey… It’s Kay. Still writing. Still healing. Still me. And if the shoe fits… Pull up a chair. Respectfully… Kay.
