[Verse]
Stepped in the space where the mind gets untied,
Notes in your hand, but my secrets you confide.
Crystal-clear gaze, mirror to my fight,
Therapist or muse, you the beacon, my light.
[Verse 2]
Written in the script of the heart, unlocked,
Couch conversations turn the ticking clock.
Bobbitt holding keys to my mental block,
Got me floating on thoughts, no anchor or dock.
[Chorus]
Crystal, breaking down the walls I built,
Sip the truth raw, no sugar, no milk.
Beneath all the guilt, my fears start to tilt,
You the chapter of peace when my soul was spilt.
[Verse 3]
Pages we unpack with every deep sigh,
Your words hit tender, no punches or dry.
Therapy sessions like poetry’s reply,
Healing my storms with wings to fly.
[Bridge]
Told my heart’s weight, you carried the tone,
Diagnosing dreams I ain't ever shown.
Lines scribbled raw, therapy-grown,
But now I wonder, is it just me alone?
[Chorus]
Crystal, breaking down the walls I built,
Sip the truth raw, no sugar, no milk.
Beneath all the guilt, my fears start to tilt,
You the chapter of peace when my soul was spilt.