Edges of Me

Yeah…

Some days I’m fire, some days I’m rain.

Borderline feels like livin’ on the edge of my own name.

I wake up in a storm that I didn’t create,

Heartbeat racing like it’s runnin’ from fate.

I love too hard and then I’m pushin’ away,

Begging people not to leave, though I make ’em stray.

My mind flips colors like a broken screen,

One minute I’m alive, next I’m lost in between.

I feel everything louder than the rest of the crowd,

A whisper hits me like it’s screaming out loud.

And I don’t wanna break, but I break so fast,

Chasing my peace but it never seems to last.

Trying to breathe in a world that pulls at me—

Tell me, who am I supposed to be?

Borderlines on the edges of me,

Cutting shapes outta who I’m trying to be.

I’m a puzzle with pieces that don’t always fit,

But I’m learning to hold every part of it.

Yeah, I feel too deep, but that’s also my light—

I’m fragile and fierce in the same damn fight.

Borderlines, but I’m finding my way,

Living through the chaos and the colors every day.

I’m not a monster, I’m not unstable,

I’m just tryna stay steady when the ground ain’t able.

My trust is thin, but my love is real,

I crave connection like a wound craves to heal.

People think I’m wild, unpredictable, strange,

But they don’t see the battles I fight just to change.

I’m soft like water but I crash like waves,

Trying to calm the storm that my heartbeat makes.

I’m scared of being left, so I run first,

But I’m tired of living in reverse.

I wanna breathe without feeling so torn—

I’m more than the places where I’ve been worn.

Borderlines on the edges of me,

Cutting shapes outta who I’m trying to be.

I’m a puzzle with pieces that don’t always fit,

But I’m learning to hold every part of it.

Yeah, I feel too deep, but that’s also my light—

I’m fragile and fierce in the same damn fight.

Borderlines, but I’m finding my way,

Living through the chaos and the colors every day.

I break, I rebuild, I fall, I rise,

I’m made of truth even when wrapped in lies.

If I could show the world the war in my chest,

They’d see a heart that’s trying its best.

I’m not my scars, not my worst day,

I’m the girl who keeps fighting anyway.

Borderlines on the edges of me,

But I’m carving out strength where the cracks used to be.

I’m a puzzle with pieces that finally fit,

’Cause I’m learning to love every part of it.

Yeah, I feel too deep, but that’s how I survive—

A beautiful storm that’s still alive.

Borderlines, but I’m finding my way—

Turning all the chaos into something I can claim.