Still Standing Tall

Aye yeah, always tryna get rid of the pain,

looking for an escape

when it’s stuck in my brain.

Meds and talking, yeah,

I’ve tried it all,

took a dark path,

but I’m still standing tall.

I’ve always been a lost soul,

deep in the end,

been knocked down plenty,

got back up again.

Tried looking for love,

tried finding myself, but half of that pain only damaged my health.

Had nights in my room with my head going crazy,

wondering if tomorrow might finally save me.

Every time I felt good,

something pulled me back,

so I learned how to smile while my whole world cracked.

Cause I’m still standing,

even after the rain,

still got scars, still remember the pain.

Hands to the sky,

asking God for a way,

I survived every night just to see a new day.

Yeah, I’m still standing,

I got blood by my side,

Cruz and my family,

that’s forever, that’s pride.

We came through the darkness when the road got rough,

life tried breaking me down,

but I’m getting back up.

My brother Petey had it hard since the day he was born,

growing up in the system,

weathering storms. I told him,

“Brah, keep your fucking head up,

life gets heavy, but we ain’t giving up.” To this day we

fight the devil and stand by God,

even when every single day feels hard.

Sometimes it feels like most of us live in hell,

fighting battles inside that nobody can tell.

So I put both hands to the one above,

asking God for some strength,

some guidance and love.

Cause sometimes being strong ain’t pretending you’re fine,

it’s admitting you’re hurting and still giving it time.

We’ve seen doors close,

watched people disappear, had people say they loved us then they weren’t

even here. So I stopped putting faith in every word that I

heard, started watching what they do instead of trusting their words.

And to this day,

yeah, my life’s getting better,

stopped chasing answers, started holding it together.

Now I’m looking for good instead of feeding the pain,

knowing even dark nights eventually turn into day.

My little sister’s doing well,

she’s holding her ground,

when life tries to break her,

God keeps her around.

I tell her, “Do your best,

don’t let nobody bring you down,

keep your head held high and your feet on the ground.”

Cause I’m still standing,

even after the rain,

still got scars, still remember the pain.

Hands to the sky,

asking God for a way,

I survived every night just to see a new day.

Yeah, I’m still standing,

I got blood by my side,

Cruz and my family,

that’s forever, that’s pride.

We came through the darkness when the road got rough,

life tried breaking me down,

but I’m getting back up.

Aye… Still standing. Still breathing.

Still got my family.

Still believing. Dark nights turn to daylight,