Man in the Mirror

Yeah… it’s just me again… Yellow and black beanie pulled low on my head Gray in my beard, lines on my face from the things I ain’t said Eyes staring back like they’re asking me why Still standing here breathing, still willing to try Warehouse dust in my lungs, calluses on my hands Been carrying weight since I became a man No filter, no lights, just the truth in the glass… This is the man in the mirror, scars and all Been knocked down, got back up, still answering the call Not perfect, not pretty, but I’m real as hell Every wrinkle’s a story I lived through myself Man in the mirror… looking back at me Still got fire in these eyes… still got fight in me Been the guy who shows up when the work needs done Been the one who stays quiet when the battle’s won Life wrote its name across my face in permanent ink Every gray hair earned from the nights I didn’t blink But I’m still here, still breathing, still holding my own In this worn-out skin and these tired bones No mask, no lies… just a man and his eyes… This is the man in the mirror, scars and all Carried the weight, took the hits, still standing tall Not famous, not flawless, but I’m honest as hell This face tells the truth that the young me couldn’t tell Man in the mirror… looking straight at me Still got hunger in my soul… still got dreams in me I’ve made mistakes… I’ve paid the price Loved hard, lost harder, still roll the dice But every line on this face is proof I’m alive Still got tomorrow… still willing to fight This is the man in the mirror, yeah this is me Broken pieces put together, still wild and free Not giving up, not backing down, not fading away I’ll wear these scars proud till my final day Man in the mirror… I see you clear Keep pushing forward… year after year Yeah… it’s just me again… And I’m still here.