Worth My Weight

No silver spoon, just rust and pain. Still hold my ground when they

say my name. If broke's a curse, I wear that chain.

Still shine, still worth the strain. Thrift store coat, still fits clean.

Dreams stitched up where the seams ain't seen. Bills keep knockin', I let 'em

wait. Breathe slow, can't rush fate. Rent late, but my heart's

on time. Walk that line, it's mine to climb. No mask,

no borrowed grace, I wear the truth that owns my face. No crown,

oh. No throne. Still made of stone. I'm worth my