HOW FAR DOWN!

Some songs are written. Some songs are survived. This one came from one of those days where the world keeps moving while something inside you quietly stops. From speaking up and feeling unheard. From going silent and wondering if anyone would notice the difference. From knowing anxiety can twist the truth and still somehow make every lie feel believable. It came from the ache of always being the one who checks in, the one who remembers, the one who reaches, and then wondering who reaches back when your own light starts getting dim. “Standing here the whole time Wearing every shade of red Bright enough a bull could find me Still nobody turns their head.” There is a strange kind of loneliness in being completely visible and still feeling unseen. This song is not about giving up. It is about being tired. About hurting quietly. About wondering how far inside yourself you can fall before somebody finally hears the silence. And maybe the hardest truth of all is this: Sometimes being unseen isn't the worst part. Sometimes people see you hurting. They just keep talking around you like the whole room agreed not to look too long. HOW FAR DOWN 🖤