In the grip of pressure and hidden control, each beat reveals a push and pull,
A rhythm of tangled influence, struggling for space to breathe.
Words like chains, shadows close,
Caught in the weight of what they impose.
Breaking free, breaking through,
Finding strength to see what's true.
Whispers loud, lines unclear,
Bound by the weight of silent fear.
Breaking free, breaking through,
Finding strength to see what's true.
In the noise, a voice grows strong,
Turning away, finding where I belong.
Claiming my space, setting me free,
Turning the hold into clarity.