True (Englisch Version)

This is my path. This was my life.

I see more clearly today than I ever did before.

This is my history. This is what was.

Paths I walked. Too early. Often all alone.

​I thought staying meant something.

I thought closeness meant help.

I trusted because I didn't know better.

And because I believed.

​I carried more than you could see.

Responsibility for other lives. Every single day.

You saw the days when I functioned.

But not the nights when I could barely breathe.

​I was not perfect. Not always strong.

I made mistakes because I was exhausted.

And there was no one to hold me.

​Some things look easy from the outside.

Some things you survive quietly.

I was young and naive but not weak.

I fell. But I stayed.

And today I know who I am.

​Some stood beside me and called it help.

But they made me smaller. Quieter. Unsure.

I believed too long that enduring meant love.

I believed too long that silence meant peace.

​I don't tell this to complain.

I tell it because it is true.

​Not everything is heard in applause.

Some things live between the lines.

I owe no one an explanation.

This is my path.

This was my life.