Still here.
Just sounds different now.

Same room, different air in it
Same walls, but the echo’s thicker
Every breath feel heavier
Like the quiet learned a different filter
I don’t say much, I don’t need to
Words wear out if you lean too hard
I’ve been sanding down the edges
Still sharp, just not loud

Same room
Different air
I’m still standing
I just don’t flare
Same ground
Different weight
Nothing broke
It just changed

I don’t clean this up for comfort
I let the cracks show where they sit
If the truth comes out a little rough
That’s how I’m holding it
Used to polish every sentence
Make it land smooth every time
Now I let it scrape a little
If it’s mine, it’s mine

Same room
Different air
I’m still here
Just worn there
Same floor
Different sound
Still upright
Still around

Nothing moved
But something shifted
You can feel it
If you listen

I’ve been steady, I’ve been solid
I’ve been quiet long enough
This ain’t anger in my chest
It’s just gravity and dust
If my voice sounds scraped and dry
That’s the miles in it
I didn’t lose my balance
I just widened it

Same room
Different air
I’m still standing
I don’t scare
Same ground
Different weight
I didn’t break
I stayed

Still here.