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Still Human
R&B/Soul
Still Human was released on December 26, 2025 by 10149871 Records DK as a part of the album Room To Breathe
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Release DateDecember 26, 2025
Label10149871 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
jayden anthony jackson
jayden anthony jackson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
jayden anthony jackson
jayden anthony jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
jayden anthony jackson
jayden anthony jackson
Producer

Lyrics

They ask how I got here like it's one clean turn,
Like roads don't collapse beneath your feet.
Like hunger doesn't blur the map,
Like nights don't make decisions when sleep won't come.
They say, "Just get back on your feet,"
As if ground is always offered,
As if help doesn't come with locks and rules
That weigh more than the cold.
I keep my story folded small,
Because every time I open it,
They ask me to spill it wider,
Like pain is rent for being seen.
I shouldn't have to fracture myself
To be treated like I belong,
I shouldn't have to bleed on demand
Just to be counted as someone.
They'll pull a stray from the street,
Wrap it warm, call it rescue, call it love,
But when it's flesh and memory and breath,
They ask what I did to deserve the cold.
They say, "You must want this,"
Like cages are chosen,
Like traps don't turn invisible
Once you're already inside them.
Some just send prayers into the air,
Like an amen can hold back the night,
Like bowed heads fill empty stomachs,
Like faith alone keeps fingers alive.
Some are pushed from their own bloodlines,
Doors closed where love once lived,
So tell me how trust is rebuilt
When home is the first thing taken.
They say, "Why don't you just get help?"
While moving the finish line again,
As if waiting lists don't weather people,
As if dignity doesn't thin with time.
They don't see the cost of surviving,
Only the shape of where you stand,
They don't see the hours spent deciding
Which need gets ignored again.
They'll pull a stray from the street,
Feed it, name it, call it innocent,
But when it's a human asking quietly,
They demand a confession first.
They say, "You must want this,"
Like anyone chooses to disappear,
Like being trapped looks different
When it's wearing a human face.
Cuts get signed far from the sidewalk,
Clean ink, steady hands,
They call it balance, call it policy,
I call it pulling ladders while we stand.
Hunger isn't a character flaw,
Mental weight isn't weak,
Lack of work isn't laziness
When the door was never unlocked to begin.
Some of us learned to go quiet
Because noise comes with a cost,
And some of us are still standing
Because falling wasn't allowed.
I don't need saving speeches,
Or pity folded into prayer,
I need systems that remember
Humans still live here.
I need eyes that don't look through me,
Hands that don't pull back in fear,
Because being unhoused isn't inhuman,
And surviving isn't choosing this.
I am not invisible.
I am not a lesson.
I am still here.
Still breathing.
Still human.
Written by: jayden anthony jackson
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