Verse 1
I’ve tried to fold the edges in,
Make my corners smooth and round,
Hide the parts that don’t fit in
When the silence gets too loud.
They trace the lines they recognise,
Call the rest a flaw in me,
But there’s a map beneath my skin
They’ll never truly read.
Pre-Chorus
I spent years translating my heart
Into words they’d approve,
But the more that I edited myself
The more I would lose.
Chorus
So here’s to the pieces they don’t understand,
The wildfire thoughts, the shaking hands,
The way I feel too much, too deep, too long —
Even when they say it’s wrong.
Here’s to the scars I don’t explain,
The private wars, the quiet pain,
I’m done shrinking small to fit their view —
I’m learning to love what they don’t get about me too.
Verse 2
There are nights I talk to ghosts,
Of who I was and who I’ll be,
Parts of me I’ve had to host
Like uninvited company.
They see strength, but not the cost,
Not the tears behind the pride,
They’ll never know the storms I’ve crossed
Just to stand here and survive.
Pre-Chorus
I don’t owe the world a version
That makes them feel at ease,
I’m allowed to be a question
Without answers guaranteed.
Chorus
So here’s to the pieces they don’t understand,
The fragile hope, the stubborn stand,
The way I break and build again
Without needing to explain.
Here’s to the truth beneath my skin,
The messy middle I’m living in,
I’m done hiding out of fear —
I belong exactly as I am right here.
Bridge
Maybe I’m not meant to be simple,
Maybe I’m layered and loud,
Maybe the things they whisper about
Are the reasons I’m proud.
I don’t need applause to know my worth,
Don’t need permission to breathe,
I am every version I’ve ever been —
And that’s enough for me.
Final Chorus (Stripped Back)
So here’s to the pieces they’ll never know,
The seeds I’ve planted slow,
The strength it takes to stay the same
In a world that begs for change.
Here’s to me — no disguise, no plea,
No more fighting what I see,
I am whole in ways they’ll never understand…
And I’m finally okay with that.
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