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I’m Fine (But Not Okay)

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Verse 1
The morning air feels like winter now,
Another day of numb feeling.
A smile appears when I allow
All it does is keep concealing.

People say I’m strong,
But they don’t see what I hide.
I’ve been breaking all along,
Still, I push these feelings aside.

Chorus
I’m fine, but not okay,
It’s a facade I portray.
I’ll make it, I always do,
No matter how much it breaks me in two.
I’m fine, which is what I’ll say,
But inside I fade away.
I’ll keep playing in this game show,
Because surviving’s all I know.

Verse 2
The mirror shows a ghost,
Eyes really tell the truth.
But deep down, the truth haunts,
Fighting my internal thoughts.

Hope’s a flame slowly withering away,
But still burning in some way.
Every night I take a deep breath,
As I wait for my sudden death.

Chorus
I’m fine, but not okay,
It’s a facade I portray.
I’ll make it, I always do,
No matter how much it breaks me in two.
I’m fine, which is what I’ll say,
But inside, I fade away.
I’ll keep playing in this game show,
Because surviving’s all I know.

Bridge
And maybe someday I’ll feel light,
When the thoughts don’t make me want to fight.
But till, I’ll play pretend,
Smile through storms that never end.

Chorus
I’m fine, but not okay,
It’s a facade I portray.
I’ll make it, I always do,
No matter how much it breaks me in two.
I’m fine, which is what I’ll say,
But inside, I fade away.
I’ll keep playing in this game show,
Because surviving’s all I know.

Outro
I’m fine…
But not okay.

Louder Than the Doubt

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Louder Than the Doubt

(Verse 1)
They wrote me off like damaged goods
Said I would go to orphanhood
Closed the doors and ignored my pleas
Treated me like a rare disease

(Pre-Chorus)
Every person who turned their back on me
Silently screaming a dark decree

(Chorus)
I am louder than the doubt, louder than the fear,
I turned the echoes of their whispers my own souvenir.
Through the dark and the light, I will still fight
I rose and I became, thanking them in hindsight

(Verse 2)
Every mocking tease and joke,
Love that tested limits, hearts broke.
Stitched my edges even stronger
Built a wall to stop the slaughter

(Pre-Chorus)
The lightning and thunder couldn’t stop me
Here I am, finally living carefree

(Chorus)
I am louder than the doubt, louder than the fear,
I turned the echoes of their whispers my own souvenir.
Through the dark and the light, I will still fight
I rose and I became, thanking them in hindsight

(Bridge)
I celebrated mornings I never thought I’d make,
Now I’m feeling I can finally be awake.
Now I look forward to every single sabotage
I no longer have to hide in my camouflage
All I ever needed was to believe in me
Every scar has led me to this great legacy

(Chorus)
I am louder than the doubt, louder than the fear,
I turned the echoes of their whispers my own souvenir.
Through the dark and the light, I will still fight
I rose and I became, thanking them in hindsight

Remembering How to Breathe

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(Verse 1)
Morning light through blinds, coffee between our palms,
You speak in quiet confidence that settles calm.
Old stories folded in my pocket, pages burned,
Then you arrive and make my heart yearn.

(Pre-Chorus)
We move through rooms creating memories of a lifetime,
Simple yet the most perfect paradigm.

(Chorus)
You make me feel young and free again,
Like remembering how to breathe, on you I depend.
This love rewrites the definition of love that I thought I knew
You’re the one who makes me feel anew.

(Verse 2)
Evenings filled with honest talk, the kind that runs deep,
We have a love that others think is so mystique.
No fairy tales, but a rare find
Who knew love that feels so sublime?

(Pre-Chorus)
We trade our guarded edges for softness and trust,
Two people shaped by separate storms, now robust.

(Chorus)
You make me feel young and free again,
Like remembering how to breathe, on you I depend.
This love rewrites the definition of love that I thought it knew
You’re the one who makes me feel anew.

(Bridge)
There’s bravery in showing scars and faith in taking risks,
The quiet courage of being known and lost in the abyss.
Once a nightly prayer, an answered call
You are the one who can heal it all.

(Chorus)
You make me feel young and free again,
Like remembering how to breathe, on you I depend.
This love rewrites the definition of love that I thought it knew
You’re the one who makes me feel anew.

11/14/2025

The Crow’s Probe

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(Verse 1)
I woke beside the heavy tomb,
A whisper left, impending doom.
Your scent still haunts the bitter air,
But you’re found nowhere.

They said love dies, but it’s a decree
It burns like a burn in third degree
I flew through the graves of what we were,
Digging for truth in the dirt and blur.

(Pre-Chorus)
Every heartbeat you caused to leap
I unearth in the places buried deep

(Chorus)
I’m the crow in distress
Pecking at the lies, I have to assess
Your ghost still lingers in my bones,
As I reminisce at the gravestone
Love’s not gone, it’s just transformed
Cold and black, just like the great storm.

(Verse 2)
Your eyes were candles in the storm,
Now hollow glass that won’t stay warm.
I trace the crime of love’s last breath,
Every touch, a clue to death.

I follow trails of broken tales,
Your voice in the wind, your scent in trails
In the ruin, I found your memory,
Written in soot, like an abandoned penitentiary.

(Pre-Chorus)
You taught me how to live with this bloodstain
Now I wear your memory like a rugged terrain.

(Chorus)
I’m the crow that is in distress
Pecking at the lies, I have to assess
Your ghost still lingers in my bones,
As I reminisce at the gravestone
Love’s not gone, it’s just transformed
Cold and black, just like the great storm.

(Bridge)
Do you feel me in your afterglow?
Does it take you in with the undertow?
I found the heart you buried deep,
It beats for me with a weep.

(Whispered)
I am your reckoning, your requiem’s ping
The truth is, I was your everything.

(Final Chorus)
I’m the crow in distress
Pecking at the lies, I have to assess
Our love’s a corpse that won’t decay,
It feeds the dark, it holds the deepest dismay.
Even the grave can’t make me forget
The crow still asks, “How is the regret?”

11/09/2025