Upload Until Dawn

Yeah…

Another night, another upload… Another edit on my screen.

AAC badge still out of reach…

And they keep telling me I’ll never make it.

I spent all night editing,

frame by frame, Cutting every clip,

trying to build a name.

Hours on a video,

staring at the screen,

Hoping one day somebody finally sees.

They tell me, “Give it up,”

They tell me, “You’re not good,”

They tell me, “You’ll never make it,” Like they know me better

than they should.

I wanted that AAC badge,

Wanted proof I could be great,

But every time I get close,

Feels like I’m running late.

They say, “Give it up.”

They say, “You’re wasting time.” They say,

“You’ll never make it.” But this dream is still mine.

They say I’ll never make it,

They say I’m just a joke,

I’m editing at 3 AM While everybody’s sleeping home.

No AAC badge, Still chasing what I want,

Trying to prove the people wrong Who said that I could not.

Maybe I’m a failure,

At least that’s what they say,

But I’m still making videos At the end of every day.

They can tell me I’m nobody,

They can tell me I’m too late,

But I’d rather chase this dream Than let them choose my fate.

I learned every transition,

Every cut and every sound,

Trying to make my content

Something people talk about.

I’ve deleted bad edits,

Then started them again,

Trying to make something better

Every time I press “export” again.

They ask me, “Why you trying?” “Why don’t you just quit?” But

they don’t see the hours I’ve already put into this.

They see the finished video,

They don’t see what’s behind.

They see the mistakes,

They don’t see the grind.

Maybe I won’t make it.

Maybe they’re all right.

Maybe all these late nights Won’t turn into the life I like.

But if I quit today,

Then they definitely won.

So I’ll open up the editor And make another one.

They say I’ll never make it,

They say I’m wasting time,

But every failed attempt Is another step in the climb.

No AAC badge, Still chasing that goal,

Still trying to become The creator I know I can be.

Call me a failure,

Say whatever you want,

I’ll turn every “you can’t” Into another upload.

Maybe I’m not famous,

Maybe I’m not great,

But I’m still here creating—

And I won’t let you decide my fate.

AAC badge?

Not yet. The dream?

Still here.

They said I’ll never make it…

I’m still trying.