Not yours

Okay I’m putting these into Zona: (help me come up with a music style)

I came in sideways,

two charts fighting over who gets to steer me,

Capricorn steel with a Pisces undertow pulling theory.

Childhood didn’t raise me

it warned me, bruised me, veered me,

Mom in the room but never near me,

Dad fading out before he could hear me

Panic hit before puberty—

air cutting out, heartbeat glitching,

but I didn’t disappear,

I adapted,

made survival my primary language,

turned symptoms into navigation

and scars into living maps

Night shift shaped the rest:

the wired, the weird,

the too-much,

the ones who laugh at the wrong moments

because that’s how we keep breathing

Both of us broken

but only one of us shows it

I level up

dimensions

you misguide

intentions.

I believe in what I build,

I only build what I believe in

You got excuses, places to be,

doors you keep leaving—

I brought rhyme,

you brought the reasons,

and a list of exits

you keep retreating

You the hero that’s planning and scheming,

I’m the villain who got your back

and taking all the heat in

I’d donate a lung

if you couldn’t breathe in

you’d sign the paper,

unplug the machines and

There ain’t no rest for the wicked

so there’s no R-I-P-in,

just me, you, and a baby—

but the baby a ghost

and it keeps screaming

You want quiet,

I absorb it.

You want peace,

but only when it’s painless.

You want love

but only the version

that didn’t require you to stay steady

And every future we touched

still rattles its chains

because you ran from endings

I was willing to face

You freeze when it matters,

I cut through the static.

You choke on the truth,

I spit it automatic

You keep rearranging your fears

like furniture

I walk through the dark

without blinking

You call it fate

when it favors you,

you call it chaos

when it doesn’t

But I built myself

from everything you ran from

and that’s why your story

can’t outrun mine

You had a heart

I once did too.

Put the baby to sleep,

nursery rhyme or two

I learned origami

and that’s just for you,

’cause you folded me up

and stayed tucked away

Went from baby

to best friend

to one-day-maybe lover,

went from happy

to vacations

ended up in the hamper

Now I’m folded and put away—

out of sight, out of mind,

for another life,

not another day

The baby crying too loud

and you got a headache,

so lock the door, keep the key,

pretend you can’t hear me

I’ll adapt to the dark

and get comfy,

fold it up like you wanted,

just another Tuesday

Your perfect life stay on display—

daydream to nightmare

’cause I flipped the script,

dreamed of a lullaby

but it hums my name.

Now I laid the baby down to sleep,

but I’m afraid

my soul ain’t yours to keep