Shattered frames, they lie on the floor
Pieces of a view I can’t ignore
Through the cracks, I see the truth
A blurred reflection of my youth
Holding breath, waiting for a sign
But all I see are crooked lines
Behind each shard, a hidden scene
Where shadows linger in between
It’s not about the broken glass
It’s the weight of everything that’s passed
Trading dreams for borrowed light
Hoping to make it through the night
(Am I enough to fight?)
These frames were walls I built with pride
Now they’re windows to the things I hide
Every crack shows what I fear
The face that stares back in the mirror
Ticking clocks, like glass they break
Time slips through with each mistake
Dreams are closer yet still far
Guided by a shattered star
It’s not about the broken glass
It’s the weight of everything that’s passed
Trading dreams for borrowed light
Hoping to make it through the night
(Am I enough to fight?)
One day the frames will turn to dust
And I’ll stand tall with renewed trust
No more shadows blocking the way
Just the sun, a brighter day
Shattered frames, but I remain
Finding strength through every pain
Through broken views, a clearer sight
Embracing the dark to reach the light
(Am I enough to fight?)
(Am I enough to fight?)
(Am I enough to fight?)