Bully in my head

I’m reaching for my voice, just want to be heard today

Echoes trapped, glass light in the fray.

If I can’t hear myself, who will hear me?

Shadows in my mind steal the glow…

hold… hold…

Drop coming — can’t control…

It’s a bully in my head, pushing me down,

Mountains out of minutes, spinning me ’round.

Says I’m not enough, says I’ll never be more—

Here I stand in the wreckage of the piles on the floor.

But I’m still here… still here…

Steps feel heavy, sinking slow,

Trying to clear my mind but the clutter won’t go.

Human in a storm nobody sees,

Breathing between the pressure and the pleasure

Stand tall, ground leans back—

Shadows throwing punches till I crack.

Voice barely there, fragile in the air,

Whispers turn to roars I don't dare.

Even if today left me on the floor,

Hold it… feel it… before the drop.

It’s a bully in my head, pushing me down,

Mountains out of minutes, spinning me ’round.

Says I’m not enough, says I’ll never be more—

Here I stand in the wreckage of the piles on the floor.

But I’m still here… still here…

For sure

One day Ill be ok, even weighed, I'll rise

From the mess that tried to break me, unafraid.

Shadows can throw shade, but they can’t define—

The voice I lost is still mine.

It’s a bully in my head, but I push back now,

Every small win counts, I’m learning how.

Maybe healing starts in the mess I made—