Every day I wake, the weight’s on my back,
Two jobs, third shift, I’m staying on track.
Pressure’s rising, like the sun in the east,
But inside I fear, what if I can’t meet the feast?
Every step I take, I’m haunted by doubt,
Worried they’ll see, the cracks I’m trying to hide out.
Scared of failing, letting Zachary and Jasper down,
The weight of it all, it’s pulling me down.
Late nights, I’m thinking, can I hold on tight?
Doubts creeping in, in the dead of night.
I want to be enough, to rise above the fray,
But the pressure’s so heavy, it’s hard to find my way.
I’m the rock Zachary and Jasper need, but what if I break?
What if the cracks, become too much to take?
I fight every day, to be strong and true,
But sometimes the pressure, it’s hard to subdue.
What if my best ain't enough in the end,
And the struggle outlasts what my will can defend?
Bills stackin’ high, sleep runnin’ low,
Still I tuck ‘em in tight, let my tired love show.
Zachary’s smile, Jasper’s laugh in the air,
They don’t know how much I whisper silent prayers.
I bear it all quiet, so they never feel lack,
But sometimes I wish I could just breathe and lean back.
I’m not made of stone, though I play the part,
Every bruise I carry gets stitched to my heart.
But I won’t let the dark win, no, I still believe—
They deserve a dad who refuses to leave.
So I rise through the pain, let my purpose speak,
Hold my head even when I feel broke and weak.
'Cause love’s not in words, it’s in what I do,
And every fight I fight, I’m fighting for two.
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