

Prompt / Lyrics
Quarter to nine, the school bell rings Left too early, still feels late Oversized hoodie, head pulled low Praying no one sees how small he feels today He walks inside, the class is quiet A chair too loud, the moment sticks Whispered laughs, a look too long He disappears but still exists I was that kid in the back of the room Trying not to be seen Counting the minutes till the day was done Wondering who I could be When I look back now, I’m proud of that boy I don’t see the fear, I see the fight What a waste of all those years Not knowing he’d survive When I look back now, I’m proud of that boy That boy inside the class Thin frame, voice too soft Always picked last, never loud Dreams too big for the space he took Trying to breathe in a crowded crowd They don’t hear the wars in his head Or the strength it takes just to stay Every day he shows up anyway Even when he wants to run away I was that kid, breaking quietly Learning how to stand Building something out of nothing With shaking hands When I look back now, I’m proud of that boy I don’t see the doubt, I see the fight What a waste of all those years Not knowing he’d survive When I look back now, I’m proud of that boy That boy inside the class If I could talk to him now I’d say, hold on, you’re not alone Every scar you’re hiding now Is proof of how far you’ll go You don’t need to be louder You don’t need to be tough Just keep breathing, keep believing You are already enough When I look back now, I’m proud of that boy I don’t see the past, I see the rise All those days he felt invisible Were shaping his spine When I look back now, I’m proud of that boy That boy inside the class That boy inside the class
Tags
Acoustic pop, male
3:17
No
1/29/2026