1. I climbed out the trench just to stand at a ledge,
Spent years buildin’ bridges just to edge on a wedge,
Got degrees on degrees — still I second-guess,
Like success is a myth wearin' Sunday best.

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2. I paid dues, rent, soul — even interest compounded,
Now I’m rich in regrets, but my hope still’s hounded.
Impostor in mirrors, got my own face doubted,
With a crown on my doubt, feelin' royalty pounded.

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3. Tears dried in tuition, I broke through tradition,
Put dreams on a dish, let ‘em simmer ambition.
Yet the hunger still howls when the kitchen's full-stocked,
What’s a feast to a ghost tryna pick the right locks?

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4. I been broke, I been banked, I been blessed, I been blank,
Seen as the truth, but I’m bluffin’ the thanks.
It’s a seesaw of “you got this” and “you tanked,”
Every win tastes faint when your heart pulls the prank.

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5. Cap and gown in the rearview — but now what’s ahead?
Just more tightropes to walk where my doubts get fed.
No map for the maze, no balm for the dread,
Just a beat and a pen and some ink that I bled.

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6. Still —
I plant roots in the storm, grow poems from pain,
Make a field of my fears, let ‘em soak in the rain.
Every fall gave a scar, every scar gave a name,
Now I speak like a flame — even doubt can't contain.

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7. So I lean from the ledge, not to fall, but to see —
Every edge ain’t the end, it’s just next destiny.
I got battle in my breath, got grit in my plea,
If I fall — I fall forward. That’s still legacy.

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