Young Again

I don’t sleep the same, I don’t breathe that deep, Got the whole damn world on my back, no peace. Every day, same fight, same weight, same grind, Tryna hold it together while I lose my mind. Got my boy in the next room, counting on me, So I don’t break down where he might see. I built this armor, don’t let shit in, But you say my name and it cracks again. Heart race, hands shake, I don’t play it cool, Feel like that kid skipping class at school. No plan, no fear, just running free— Didn’t know that kid was still in me. You pull me back where the light don’t hurt, Where my name don’t feel like work. Where I ain’t just fighting every day again— You make me feel young again. Not running back, not chasing ghosts, Just breathing deeper than I have in years. I ain’t that kid, but he ain’t dead in the end— You make me feel young again. You used to follow everywhere I’d go, Didn’t care who saw, didn’t move too slow. I was reckless, loud, didn’t think too far, Didn’t know one day I’d carry these scars. Now I move quiet, think twice, stay guarded, Keep my words short, keep my heart hardened. But when you laugh, something shifts inside, Like the past and the present collide. You walk in calm, but you shake my frame, Like everything broken still knows your name. I play it cool but it ain’t the same— You light that spark I can’t contain. You pull me back where the light don’t hurt, Where my name don’t feel like work. Where I ain’t just fighting every day again— You make me feel young again. Not running back, not chasing ghosts, Just breathing deeper than I have in years. I ain’t that kid, but he ain’t dead in the end— You make me feel young again. I been carrying storms in my chest too long, Every right step feeling somehow wrong. Every loss left marks I don’t show, Every scar got roots I don’t let grow. But I’m still standing here somehow, Still breathing, still figuring it out. And when you’re near, I don’t feel so far from who I was before it got hard. You pull me back where the light don’t hurt, Where my name don’t feel like work. Where I ain’t just fighting every day again— You make me feel young again. Not running back, not chasing ghosts, Just breathing deeper than I have in years. I ain’t that kid, but he ain’t dead in the end— You make me feel young again.