Empty hands

Yeah, I’m numb in a room full of people who care,

But their voices sound distant like smoke in the air,

Heart got walls, yeah they thicker than steel,

Tryna tell me “love yourself,” I don’t know how to feel.

Mirror talks back, but I don’t recognize him,

Just a ghost in the glass with a past full of violence (inside),

I push away hands, I don’t trust any touch,

’Cause when I tried to love once, it hurt way too much.

I’m screaming in silence, nobody hears,

I drown in my thoughts and I’m choking on fears,

I’m tired of fighting the war in my head,

So I bury my heart just to keep it from dead.

I’m too depressed to love you, too broken to love me,

Too lost in the dark, I don’t know who I should be,

My hands are empty, my soul is cold,

I’m screaming for love but I can’t take hold.

Yeah, I’m too depressed to love you, too hollow to feel,

My heart’s on mute, and the pain feels real,

I’m walking alone with a heart made of stone,

Can’t love nobody when I hate my own.

Yeah, I got friends, but I feel like a stranger,

Smiling in public but inside I’m in danger,

They say “you matter,” but my brain says “liar,”

Got a heart full of ashes, still buried in fire.

I wanna care, wanna feel something warm,

But my emotions stay frozen like winter in storm,

I sabotage love ’cause I don’t feel worthy,

If you got too close, I’d just leave in a hurry.

I’m tired of faking that I’m okay,

I’m tired of praying for a better day,

I’m tired of staring at scars on my skin,

Trying to love myself but I don’t know where to begin.

I’m too depressed to love you, too broken to love me,

Too lost in the dark, I don’t know who I should be,

My hands are empty, my soul is cold,

I’m screaming for love but I can’t take hold.

Yeah, I’m too depressed to love you, too hollow to feel,

My heart’s on mute, and the pain feels real,

I’m walking alone with a heart made of stone,

Can’t love nobody when I hate my own.

If love is a language, I forgot how to speak,

If hope is a muscle, then mine’s feeling weak,

If God’s got a plan, I hope He reads this verse,

’Cause loving myself feels harder than the curse.

I’m too depressed to love you, too broken to love me,

I’m drowning in feelings that nobody can see,

My hands are empty, my soul is cold,

I’m screaming for love but I can’t take hold.

Yeah, I’m too depressed to love you, too hollow to feel,

But maybe one day I’ll learn how to heal—

Till then I’m alone with a heart made of stone,

Trying to find love in a place called my own.