[Verse 1]
I flinch at every gentle hand
Reading danger in the daylight
Heart sprints at a quiet sound
Like it’s midnight in a firefight
I rehearse apologies in my head
For things I haven’t even done
Living like a guilty ghost
Trembling in the open sun
[Chorus]
This is my trauma talking
Pacing circles in my chest
Building bars from old reactions
Calling panic
Calling it “protect”
But I am not that trembling child
Not the shaking of the wall
I’m the pulse that’s still surviving
I will stand
I will stand tall
[Verse 2]
I brace for storms on windless days
Turn good love into an exit plan
Scan your eyes for hidden blame
Expect the worst from open hands
Every quiet feels like “here it comes”
Every kindness feels like bait
I confuse your steady voice
With the echo of an old mistake
[Chorus]
This is my trauma talking
Pacing circles in my chest
Building bars from old reactions
Calling panic
Calling it “protect”
But I am not that trembling child
Not the shaking of the wall
I’m the pulse that’s still surviving
I will stand
I will stand tall
[Bridge]
I see the script now
Worn and thin
Every scene I never chose
I touch the lock
It’s made of air
All this time
The door was closed
By me
Just me
I feel my feet
Under me
[Chorus]
This was my trauma talking
But it’s whispering at last
I’m the one who holds this body
I can choose what I believe and pass
I am not that trembling child
I am more than what I recall
I’m the voice that keeps on rising
I will stand
I will stand tall
[Outro]
Breathing steady in the quiet
Let the old fear finally fall
Hand on heart
I hear it clearly
I am here
I am here
And I stand tall