

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You flick your eyes across the room Sharp little laughs with all your friends My name folded in your mouth Like something bitter you pretend You shove your gossip in my locker Crushed-up paper Crooked words I read them shaking in the bathroom Till all the letters start to blur [Chorus] Why do you hate me so loud When I'm already breaking inside You throw stones at the cracks in my mind Watch me splinter Act surprised If you could feel this storm in my head Would you still push just to see me fall I'm barely holding on to myself And you keep tearing at what's left of it all [Verse 2] You roll your eyes when I go quiet Say I'm “dramatic ” say I'm “weird” You turn my silence into a joke So you don't have to see my fear You post a picture Write a caption Twist my pain into a game I lie awake and count the comments Every one sounds like my name [Chorus] Why do you hate me so loud When I'm already breaking inside You throw stones at the cracks in my mind Watch me splinter Act surprised If you could feel this storm in my head Would you still push just to see me fall I'm barely holding on to myself And you keep tearing at what's left of it all [Bridge] Do you see me shake When you walk by my desk Do you hear that voice Telling me I'm less Than every lie you spread around I start to think they might be true I'm tired I'm tired I'm so damn tired Of drowning in the version you drew [Chorus] Why do you hate me so loud When I'm already breaking inside You throw stones at the cracks in my mind Then laugh when all the pieces slide If you could feel this storm in my head Would you still push or would you finally stall I'm barely holding on to myself And you keep tearing at what's left of it all
Tags
Moody alt-pop ballad over soft electric piano and deep, round bass. Intimate female vocals up front, close-mic’d, with distant reverb on certain words to feel isolated. Verses stay sparse, just keys and subtle pads; chorus brings in steady drums, doubled lead lines, and breathy harmonies on key phrases. Final chorus strips back to almost a whisper, then swells once more for a raw, aching outro.
3:07
No
3/8/2026