I woke up and the world was still
Painted in yesterday’s shadows.
My name, a whisper I barely answered.
I counted the losses like bruises
Each one a secret I wore under my clothes.
You don’t wake up brave.
You wake up empty.
And sometimes, that’s enough.
I made coffee with trembling hands,
Opened the windows, let in October
No one tells you the sky doesn’t change
Just because someone broke your heart.
No one tells you the sun will rise
With or without your permission.
So, I let the morning floor my room
Like forgiveness,
Let it paint all over the worlds I never said.
I am still here,
Even when I wish I wasn’t
I am still here,
And today, that’s the revolution
Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 11:40 AM UTC
I woke up and the world was still
Painted in yesterday’s shadows.
My name, a whisper I barely answered.
I counted the losses like bruises
Each one a secret I wore under my clothes.
You don’t wake up brave.
You wake up empty.
And sometimes, that’s enough.
I made coffee with trembling hands,
Opened the windows, let in October
No one tells you the sky doesn’t change
Just because someone broke your heart.
No one tells you the sun will rise
With or without your permission.
So, I let the morning floor my room
Like forgiveness,
Let it paint all over the worlds I never said.
I am still here,
Even when I wish I wasn’t
I am still here,
And today, that’s the revolution