Other People’s Scoreboard

[Verse] I saw a man with three degrees Smiling like the future came with keys Seven years and I’ve got only one to this day And I laughed like, “Okay, fine, he wins” I used to measure every scar By how far ahead the others are But I was never built to climb A ladder drawn by someone else’s mind [Pre Chorus] I’ve got temple lights and unpaid songs Old screenshots proving I was wronged A calendar that never lets me breathe And a name I taught the world to read [Chorus] I don’t live on other people’s scoreboard I don’t heal by winning their race I’ve been lost in ten directions Still came home with my own name Maybe I’m not clean and simple Maybe I’m not easy proof But I built a life from broken labels And that is something too [Verse] I was the kid who wrote too much Loved too hard and called it trust Failed the exam, passed the fight Stayed awake through half my life I kept the files, I kept the dates Kept the music they erased Kept the Dhamma close to me When the world misread my need [Pre Chorus] Now I’m learning sleep is holy Food is medicine, time moves slowly Some days I still fall apart But I cool down when I find my heart [Chorus] I don’t live on other people’s scoreboard I don’t heal by winning their race I’ve been lost in ten directions Still came home with my own name Maybe I’m not clean and simple Maybe I’m not easy proof But I built a life from broken labels And that is something too [Hook] Something too Something real Not a title, not a seal Something bruised Something true I am still becoming proof [Bridge] Aku masih jalan 我还在路上 Not behind, not too late Just a different kind of strong If they built a tower I built a map If they found the answer I found my way back [Chorus] I don’t live on other people’s scoreboard I don’t need to win their race I have survived wrong rooms and wrong names And still made myself a place Maybe I’m not clean and simple Maybe I’m not easy proof But I built a life from broken labels And that is something too [Outro] So let them hold their certificates Let me hold my song Some people prove they made it Some of us prove we belong