Counting coins in a coffee jar
End of the month hits hard
Hand-me-down shoes by the front door
Dreams taped up on a cracked wall
You trace your name on the bus glass
Say
"One day
I won't ride past"
You feel that fire in your chest
Little voice saying
"This ain't all you get"
I'm climbing out
Watch me rise
From the ground to the sky
From these bills
From this doubt
From the fear that wears me down
I was born for more than scarcity
I still believe in better days for me
Step by step
Even if it's slow
I'm climbing out
And I won't let go
Early shift and a late class
Secondhand books in your backpack
Friends say
"Man
That's just life"
You answer
"Mine won't stay like this"
Every "no" just feeds your fight
You keep a list of reasons why
You hold that picture in your mind
Kitchen table
Lights on
Kids fine
Every setback's just a side road
Every tear
Another seed sown
Say it loud till your heart knows
"I am more than where I came from"
Say it once
Say it twice
"I am not my hardest night"
Hold that truth like it's gold
You can rise
You can rise