Lost

There’s a version of me you refine

Fits your frame—but it isn’t mine

Though I’m not blind, I hear you out

Trace every word, and map it out

But every “fix” you hand to me

Feels less like growth, and more like surgery

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There’s a line I can’t erase

Between improvement and replaced

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Set the table, bite my tongue

Smile like I’m your only one

Call it care, the way you shape

Every part of me you’d change

I can learn, yeah I can try

Be the girl you have in mind

But if I’m someone else because—

Then I’ve already lost what I was

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You say I’m hard to hold this way

Too much fire, too much weight

I could be easy, I could break

If that’s the version it would take

But I won’t trade myself for us

That’s not love—

That’s just loss

Set the table, bite my tongue

Smile like I’m your only one

Call it care, the way you shape

Every part of me you’d change

I can learn, yeah I can try

Be the girl you have in mind

But if I’m someone else because—

Then I’ve already lost what I was