I feel like I'm drowning in a room with no tide
Every thought a wave I can't outrun or hide
They crash through my chest like a storm in my veins
Leave a trail of wreckage and whisper my name
I tell myself I'm too much too loud too weak
Too fragile when the pressure starts to peak
A thousand little voices keep a tally of my flaws
Writing out a sentence I never can outrun
They say I should be stronger steadier inside
But they don't see the war I fight to stay alive
Yeah I'm broken in a hundred different ways
Held together by the hope I choose each day
I may fall apart before the morning light
But I still get up I still try to fight
I'm a heart full of cracks still beating with love
Even when I swear I'll never be enough
So if I'm shattered bruised and barely holding on
I'm still here trying and that makes me strong
I get overwhelmed by the smallest things
A crowded room a careless sting
My patience frays like a worn-out thread
And I replay every word that's said
I see the mirror shifting every day
Too much too little never okay
I carry shame like a second skin
And the cruelest voice is the one within
But somewhere in the noise a quiet truth remains
Love still lives inside my pain
Yeah I'm broken in a hundred different ways
Held together by the hope I choose each day
I may fall apart before the morning light
But I still get up I still try to fight
I'm a heart full of cracks still beating with love
Even when I swear I'll never be enough
So if I'm shattered bruised and barely holding on
I'm still here trying and that makes me strong
Maybe strength isn't never falling down
Maybe it's breathing when you're about to drown
Maybe it's waking up and choosing to stay
Even when your mind begs you to run away
I'm not perfect I never will be
But I'm learning there's mercy in just being me
Yeah I'm broken but I'm learning how to bend
I'm still standing at the end of every end
I may fail a thousand times before I win
But I keep showing up again
I'm a soul full of scars still glowing with love
Even when I swear I'll never be enough
So if I'm shattered bruised and barely holding on
I'm still here trying
I'm still here trying
And that means I'm not gone