Verse 1
Spent years staring at the ceiling,
Trying to work out why I felt different inside.
Watching everybody moving so easy,
While I was tracing every step of the ride.
Thought I had to find a reason,
A single word that would make it all make sense.
Like one answer could change the story,
Or build a brand-new fence.
Pre-Chorus
But a name won't move the mountains,
Won't rewrite yesterday.
It won't change the person in the mirror,
Or wash the scars away.
Chorus
'Cause it's just a map, not the destination,
A lantern in the dark, not a transformation.
A way to see the patterns in the roads I've walked before,
A key to understanding what I couldn't see before.
It's not a cage, not a limitation,
Not a badge that needs explaining.
Just a word that helps me understand
The way my gears have always been turning.
It's not changing who I am—
It's helping me know why.
Verse 2
Some people hear a label and they panic,
Think it's drawing lines where none should be.
But I've never been the letters or the title,
They're just another piece of me.
Like reading the instructions after years of guessing,
Finding out the machine was never broke.
Every strange connection, every struggle,
Finally spoken in a language I can quote.
Pre-Chorus
And the world keeps turning slowly,
Nothing suddenly becomes new.
The same heart beats beneath the surface,
The same sky stays blue.
Chorus
'Cause it's just a map, not the destination,
A lantern in the dark, not a transformation.
A way to see the patterns in the roads I've walked before,
A key to understanding what I couldn't see before.
It's not a cage, not a limitation,
Not a badge that needs explaining.
Just a word that helps me understand
The way my gears have always been turning.
It's not changing who I am—
It's helping me know why.
Bridge
I'm not a diagnosis.
I'm not a category.
I'm not a box somebody built
To hold my whole story.
But if a label helps me find the others
Walking roads like mine,
Then maybe that's enough reason
To leave the fear behind.
Final Chorus
It's just a map, not the destination,
A compass through confusion, not a recreation.
The pieces were already there,
It simply helped them fit.
The picture never changed at all,
I just finally saw it.
It's not changing who I am,
Not rewriting my design.
It's just another way to understand
The person I've been all this time.
Outro
A label's just a window,
Not the view it looks upon.
And when I learned its meaning,
I found I'd been myself all along.
