You thought you broke me… But it’s not you. It’s this life I’m riding through. Damn… Here I am again. Trying to find the words for something I don’t even know how to explain. And before anybody starts assuming… This song ain’t about you. Or anybody else. I’m just… Processing. Mentally. That’s all. Some days… I wake up feeling like I’m finally getting somewhere. And other days… I don’t even know where to start. I’ve got so much going on in my head. Things I’m trying to understand. Things I’m trying to let go of. And things I haven’t even figured out how to feel about yet. I know I’ve been quiet. I know I’ve stepped back. But that doesn’t mean I’ve stopped trying. Sometimes… I’m just tired. And I need a little time to figure out what comes next. I’m still climbing. Even when I can’t see the top. I’m still trying. Even when I need to stop. This mountain ain’t getting any smaller. But I’m learning I don’t have to climb it all at once. I’m still here. Still finding my way. And I’ll come back stronger… When I’m ready. You know… I’ve spent so much time trying to keep going. Trying to be okay. Trying to make something out of everything I’ve been through. And sometimes I put more pressure on myself than anybody else ever could. I make plans. I get excited. I start building. And then life happens. And suddenly… I’m sitting here wondering how I ended up feeling so far behind. But maybe… I’m not behind. Maybe I’m just living through something I haven’t learned how to carry yet. And I don’t need another person telling me to be strong. I know. I’ve been strong. I’ve been strong for a long damn time. Sometimes… I just wanna be Kay. Not the strong one. Not the funny one. Not the one who always figures it out. Just me. Trying to make it through another day. And maybe… That’s enough for today. But don’t mistake my quiet for giving up. Don’t mistake my healing for standing still. I’ve still got dreams. I’ve still got music. I’ve still got a whole lot of life I wanna live. And I’m not done. Not even close. This is my comeback. But I’m not racing anybody to get there. I’m doing it my way. At my pace. One puzzle piece at a time. I’m still climbing. Even when I can’t see the top. I’m still trying. Even when I need to stop. This mountain ain’t getting any smaller. But I’m learning I don’t have to climb it all at once. I’m still here. Still finding my way. And I’ll come back stronger… When I’m ready. You thought you broke me… But it wasn’t you. It’s just this life I’m riding through. And I’m learning how to live it. How to feel it. How to keep going without losing myself along the way. I’m not finished. I’m just… Still climbing. Love, Kay.
