Still, morning comes

Untied shoelaces, tied back once more

Even sleepless nights recede just a little

Like a crumpled note in my pocket

I still hold fragments of dreams

The warmth of a sigh slips down my cheek and vanishes

The sky I gaze upon regains its color

Still, morning comes, bringing its glare

A door opens softly in my untangled heart

Like tear stains, a map that sets my stride

Lend me nameless courage for today

At the downcast signal, until it turns green

Slowly, I untangle the hand in my pocket

The voice I left behind in someone's righteousness

I call it back in my chest, retracing its path

The lost answers no longer weigh me down

Wind grains push me forward from behind

Still, morning comes—coming beyond yesterday

Even with trembling legs, walk straight like the tracks

When I try to put my untangled wishes into words

The world waits just a little for me

When I let go of pretending to be strong, both hands become free

Holding nothing, I embrace the light

Still, morning comes—reaching deep into my heart

When yesterday's pain turns into tomorrow's signal

Nameless courage intertwines fingers

Calling out to me, “It's okay”