Yellow Sticky Notes on the Fridge (Indie Intimate)

[Verse 1] I found last year’s list Crumpled in my winter coat “Drink more water Call your friends” Every box still empty The kettle screams again I forget it on the stove Scrolling through a thousand lives Pretending I’m not lonely [Chorus] Some days getting out of bed feels like a miracle Some days brushing all my teeth deserves a song I’m not fine I’m not broken I’m just still here Learning how to clap for breaths that don’t feel strong [Verse 2] Therapist says “name the feeling” I say “tired of this room” Count the specks on the ceiling Like they’re tiny exit wounds Mom keeps asking how I’m doing I keep saying “doing great” Then eat cereal for dinner Watch the windows turn to gray [Bridge] I cancel plans and then I miss them I say “next week” and mean “I hope” I keep a sweater in the dryer Just to feel a little warm when I lose hope If healing’s just a pile of boring days Then maybe I’m a quiet work in progress A stack of yellow sticky notes On the fridge that say “you tried That’s honest”