Just Me

 Lights too loud, bodies swayin’ like a tide

Bassline thumpin’, nowhere left to hide

I’m in the crowd but I don’t feel seen

Your shadow’s here, where I used to be


Plastic cup in my hand, don’t know why

Smell of smoke hangin’ heavy in the sky

Everyone’s floatin’, everyone’s numb

But my chest says, “Girl, this ain’t where you’re from.”


I don’t want the buzz, don’t want the blur

Don’t want to be less just to be yours

Funny how the room keeps tellin’ me who I am

But I know better than I did back then


I used to fold just to keep the peace

Shrink my truth just to stay at ease

But now I stand ten toes in my skin

I don’t get lost just to fit in


I don’t chase highs, I outgrew the climb

I don’t borrow peace, I built mine

Used to confuse relief with escape

Now I trust the weight I can tolerate


I used to think love meant losing my ground

Laughing too loud, just so I wouldn’t be found


But I’m older than that, or maybe just wiser

I don’t want sparks if they’re just small fires

I want something steady, something that stays

Even when no one’s calling my name


I’m letting go without a fight

I don’t need chaos to feel alive

If you see me and don’t recognize

That’s okay, I’ve changed inside

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