I've never pretended to be something that I was not. While you're doubting yourself, someone else is looking at you, wondering how you do it all.
leave it to me, just to be.
too much me.
to take up space
without measuring it.
to feel first. to think later.
to mean well but land harder.
the body breaks down.
the soul breaks free.
the mind can't decide
which truth to believe.
[prechorus]
somewhere inside the wreck, the soul finally remembers. Right now, I'm living in between emotions.
Smiling on the outside. Breaking on the inside.
what failed you was never your strength.
it was the absence of someone else's.
it's more than contradiction. it's capacity.
[chorus]
loving someone you can't save changes you.
sometimes love is stepping back and letting gravity do what it does. the body keeps the score. the score tells the story. the pain waits
until you stop running. I was bleeding without no one noticing smiling through wounds
I never explained
because pain looks acceptable when it doesn't interrupt anyone else.
I learned how to suffer quietly and call it strength...
[verse]
it's always the quite ones
who have seen the most
they don't speak loudly because they already did.
their eyes don't lie.
silence is a
different kind of scream.
it carried on like nothing was
missing. like you didn't matter.
everything in the world kept moving.
mine just forgot how.
choices can kill.
some decisions split a life.
before. after.
no bridge. no return.
no language strong enough to carry a sorry backward.
it asks you to stay with what hurts. to feel instead of flee.
If death comes for me, tell him I have been waiting.
And if he asks what I wanted, tell him I wanted less. less noise up in my head.
[prechorus]
somewhere inside the wreck, the soul finally remembers. Right now, I'm living in between emotions.
Smiling on the outside. Breaking on the inside.
what failed you was never your strength.
it was the absence of someone else's.
it's more than contradiction. it's capacity.
[chorus]
loving someone you can't save changes you.
sometimes love is stepping back and letting gravity do what it does. the body keeps the score. the score tells the story. the pain waits
until you stop running. I was bleeding without no one noticing smiling through wounds
I never explained
because pain looks acceptable when it doesn't interrupt anyone else.
I learned how to suffer quietly and call it strength
[bridge]
the old me is dying.
sometimes loud. sometimes quiet. sometimes
it's a choice i can no longer make.
this isn't one death. it's death on repeat. i didn't know the real risk was
waking up
inside my own skin. feeling everything. remembering everything.
nothing to numb it. nothing to hide behind.
nowhere to go but feel. YOU THINK YOU CAN HURT MY FEELINGS? I'M AN OVER THINKER, I HURT MY OWN FEELINGS. the body keeps the score. the score tells the story. the pain waits until you to stop running. listen long enough, and it will tell you what's real.
your truth is the way back to you.
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