I woke up with a head full of questionable choices,

Heartbeat drumming like it’s voting with multiple voices.

My mirror said, “Congrats, you’re still in the race,”

Then laughed in my face—rude, but accurate.

I stumble to the door like a low-budget hero,

My odds of thriving? Somewhere below zero.

But I keep on walking with dramatic pride—

A slow-motion montage nobody asked for.

Try not to die—HEY!

Shout it like a battle cry.

Try not to die—HEY!

One slip and I’m airborne, watch me fly.

Try not to die—HEY!

That’s the mantra, that’s the vibe.

If I’m still breathing at the end of the night,

That’s a victory I can’t describe.

My inbox roars like a digital dragon,

Every unread mail has a guilt-shaped wagon.

Even my snacks judge me from the shelf—

“Eat a vegetable, coward,” I tell myself.

I dodge random disasters with improvised grace,

A symphony of near-misses follows me place to place.

But hey, I’m still standing—

Mostly because sitting feels risky.

Try not to die—HEY!

Sing it loud enough to terrify.

Try not to die—HEY!

Every step is a surprise.

Try not to die—HEY!

Yeah, it’s dumb but so am I—

If I make it to tomorrow

I’ll high-five the sky.

Cue the big guitars,

Cue my questionable life skills.

I’m the captain of this trembling ship—

Still somehow paying bills.

Try not to die—HEY!

It’s the anthem of the semi-functional.

Try not to die—HEY!

Beautifully unintentional.