Voicemail to Myself Pt. 2

(Voicemail to Myself, Again)

Yo, it’s me again…

Just checking in

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How you holdin’ up? You been movin’ non-stop

Smilin’ for the world, but inside feelin’ locked

They see the house, the car, the watch

But they don’t see the days you prayed that pain would stop

You a father now — gotta show strength

But who checks on the strong when they lose faith?

You been quiet lately, ain’t post in days

But your soul still talkin’ in a thousand ways

You ever sit in silence just to hear what’s missin’?

Or wonder if your peace got lost in the ambition?

You built so much, but you ain’t healed much

And that weight on your heart still real, bruh

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These voicemails to myself

Just reminders I need help

I don’t say it out loud

But I don’t always feel well

These voicemails to myself

Keep me grounded when I drift

Cuz even the strongest ones

Get tired of holdin’ this

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You remember them nights when your thoughts got dark?

And the mirror showed a man torn apart?

But you still showed up, still played your part

Still tucked the pain deep under every bar

I heard you say, “It ain’t about me no more”

You meant it — that’s why your kids your core

But you still bleed through the lines you write

And you still cry in the middle of the night

You miss that old version of you

The one that ain’t have so much to prove

Now you juggle dreams, fears, bills, and doubt

But you ain’t fold — you still figured it out

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These voicemails to myself

Like prayers I never said

Like tears I never post

Like thoughts I never send

These voicemails to myself

Ain’t for likes, just for truth

Just reminders I’m still here

Even when I’m lost too

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Beep

I’m proud of you.

Even when you don’t hear it from them —

Say it to yourself again.