The city doesn’t ask if you’re tired. It just keeps going. So I learned to keep going too. Through pressure. Through silence. Through nights where giving up felt easier. Concrete life didn’t break me — it built me. Still here. Still dreaming. Never give up.
The city doesn’t ask if you’re tired. It just keeps going. So I learned to keep going too. Through pressure. Through silence. Through nights where giving up felt easier. Concrete life didn’t break me — it built me. Still here. Still dreaming. Never give up.