I’ve been walking on this road with the weight on my back,
Every step another echo of the things that I lack.
People telling me to settle, say I’m chasing a ghost,
But they don’t see the fire burning when I’m standing this close.
I’ve been fighting with the shadows that I carry inside,
Every failure left a mark but it sharpened my mind.
Kept my head above the water when it pulled me below,
Now I’m rising from the silence with a story to show.
No turning back, no hiding from the truth I face.
The only rival standing here is in my space.
I’m in my own lane, moving through the dark night,
Fighting every moment just to hold my name tight.
I fall, then I rise, yeah, that’s how I was made.
Every scar becomes a weapon that’ll cut through the shade.
I’m in my own lane, running like I won’t break,
Breathing like the world is something I must overtake.
And even if the road gets heavy again,
I’ll keep pushing — I’m alive in my own lane.
People love to talk loud when they don’t understand pain,
Acting like they wrote the book while I lived every page.
I was standing in the fire thinking this is the end,
But the heat became the reason I could rise once again.
Every second I was tested, every doubt in my ear,
Every whisper telling me I’d disappear.
But I carved another path when they locked every door,
Built a strength they’ve never seen from the hurt I endured.
All the moments I was breaking were the ones that built me.
Standing in the quiet, I could finally hear me.
I’m in my own lane, moving through the dark night,
Fighting every moment just to hold my name tight.
I fall, then I rise, yeah, that’s how I was made.
Every scar becomes a weapon that’ll cut through the shade.
I’m in my own lane, running like I won’t break,
Breathing like the world is something I must overtake.
And even if the road gets heavy again,
I’ll keep pushing — I’m alive in my own lane.
I’m alive… in my own lane.
I’m alive… and I’ll never fade.
