I trace my scars in quiet rooms,
No light, no voice, just heavy wounds.
I hide in cracks beneath my skin,
Hoping no one dares look in.
Every breath’s a battle lost,
Every step reminds the cost,
But I still wait behind closed eyes,
For something left to sympathize.
I linger in silence, afraid to scream,
Buried beneath someone else’s dream.
Caught in a mirror that won’t forgive,
Is this the way I’m meant to live?
The voices hum, they’re soft and sharp,
A requiem within the dark.
I build my walls from fractured doubt,
But inside, I can’t drown them out.
Every breath’s a battle lost,
Every step reminds the cost,
But I still wait behind closed eyes,
For something left to sympathize.
I linger in silence, afraid to scream,
Buried beneath someone else’s dream.
Caught in a mirror that won’t forgive,
Is this the way I’m meant to live?
Will I ever break these chains?
Or just echo in my pain?
I don’t know, I don’t know...
I linger in silence, afraid to scream,
Buried beneath someone else’s dream.
I linger in silence, afraid to scream,
Buried beneath someone else’s dream.
Caught in a mirror that won’t forgive,
Is this the way I’m meant to live?
Is this the way I’m meant to live?