Still Standing Inside

I hear it when I breathe out, strain in every word.

Used to fill the room with fire, now it cracks when it's heard.

Mirror says I'm older. Eyes don't lie the same. I don't recognize

the man that keeps calling my name. I was the one I leaned

on when the nights went long. Now my hands shake, wondering where the

strength's gone. I built my voice from pain, I spent it all on truth.

Now I'm scared of the silence creeping into my youth. Thought

I was the sound that I made. But maybe I'm more than the