[Intro – soft, close]
Hey...
I know that look.
You learned to hide
before you learned your name.
This one is for you.
[Verse 1]
They drew a box around your colors,
then called the colors much too loud.
You learned to fold your brightest corners
just to disappear into the crowd.
You wear your silence like an armor,
you smile before they ask you why.
But every strange and shining part of you
was never something you should hide.
[Pre-Chorus]
You are not unfinished.
You don't need their permission.
Let me say what no one said—
[Chorus]
You're not an error in the code,
not a glitch they need to fix.
You don't have to shrink your soul
to make their little pattern fit.
If they stare but never see you,
don't let that become regret.
You're not speaking the wrong language—
the world just hasn't learned it yet.
I see you.
I see you.
And you deserve a place called home.
[Verse 2 – rhythmic, light rap]
Maybe your mind runs midnight
while the hallway marches straight.
Maybe you feel every heartbeat
in a world that learned too late.
They say, “Calm down, be realistic,
pick a lane and play your part.”
But you were never made for traffic—
you were made to draw the map.
No, you don't owe them simple.
You don't owe them small.
Different isn't damaged.
You were never wrong at all.
[Pre-Chorus]
You are not unfinished.
You don't need their permission.
Raise your voice and let it break
the ceiling they mistook for fate.
[Chorus]
You're not an error in the code,
not a glitch they need to fix.
You don't have to shrink your soul
to make their little pattern fit.
If they stare but never see you,
don't let that become regret.
You're not speaking the wrong language—
the world just hasn't learned it yet.
I see you.
I see you.
And you deserve a place called home.
[Bridge – tender, then rising]
Take the label off your heartbeat.
Let it tell you who you are.
Home is not the box they gave you—
sometimes home is built from scars.
And somewhere in the space between
the person told and person true,
there's a door already opening.
Keep going.
It belongs to you.
[Final Chorus – huge, luminous]
We are not errors in the code.
We are signals breaking through.
Every voice they called too different
is a world becoming new.
Let them stare until they see us.
Let them learn what we already knew:
There was never something wrong with us—
their language simply had to grow.
I see you.
We see you.
You will never stand alone.
[Outro – intimate]
Don't let them write your ending.
Here...
Take the pen.