I didn't come this far just to become a future tragedy.
I know what it feels like to chase a crown so hard your hands are bleeding when you finally hold it.
To be surrounded by people who love you all the while tightening chains around your neck.
To mistake attention for devotion. Applause for truth. Survival for living.
l've seen self-destruction dressed up like glamorous freedom.
I've watched people dance with the devil and call it ambition.
Faith has become fashion.
Hearts have become transactions.
Souls are brands.
And maybe the hardest thing l've ever learned is this:
Not everyone wants to be saved.
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I want the ones who feel too much.
The ones fighting battles nobody claps for.
The ones trying to turn their pain into something divine.
This is for the people who know that peace is louder than chaos.
That healing sometimes means leaving.
I would rather lose everything I know than lose myself.
If you have to choose between disappearing and walking away-
Walk Away.
