Pages flipping, wisdom dripping, life a novel in disguise
When the echoes of my sorrow meet the ink that never lies
Counting clouds through the window, artistry in the sky
Turn the volume on the world up, don’t let your spirit die
Step high, keep forward, streets ain't made for the weak
Strength found in struggle, even mountains have their peaks
Pain sings a minor note, but the symphony ain't bleak
Lean into the melody, every voice deserves to speak
Shoes scuffed but moving steady, vision locked on what’s ahead
Sidewalk scars tell a story, but my focus ain't on dread
Every life got its burdens, every rock got its bed
Hold your truth tighter than promises unsaid
Step high, keep forward, streets ain't made for the weak
Strength found in struggle, even mountains have their peaks
Pain sings a minor note, but the symphony ain't bleak
Lean into the melody, every voice deserves to speak
Bent backs straighten like branches chasing sunlight’s pull
Life’s a bumpy canvas, paint it raw, paint it full
Wounds become the map where resilience keeps its roots
Every stumble turns dancers into poets with tough boots
So don’t fold on the uphill, don’t bow beneath the climb
Every chase keeps the rhythm, every heartbreak sparks the rhyme
Keep them pages turning, every moment worth the find
At a time of cloudy skies, be the sunburst in your mind