## “Pick Me, Maybe” **Verse 1** I laugh too loud at every joke you tell, Say I hate drama, but I know it well. “I’m not like them,” I say with a grin, Then check your phone when you walk back in. I wear your favorite color every Friday night, Learned all your bands so I could sound right. I swear I’m chill, I swear I don’t care— Why’d you like her picture? Why is she there? **Pre-Chorus** I built a throne out of second place, Put on a smile, painted over my face. I kept auditioning under neon lights For somebody who never asked me to fight. **Chorus** Pick me, pick me, put my name in lights, Tell me I’m different, tell me I’m your type. I was begging for a crown in a crowded room, Trying to bloom while I called the other flowers doomed. Pick me, pick me—God, what was I thinking? I was drowning in attention, still slowly sinking. Now I choose me when the whole world’s gone, A pick-me girl turned into her own damn song. **Verse 2** I used to say, “Girls are way too much,” Like being cold made me easier to love. Made myself small, made myself mean, Just to fit inside somebody else’s dream. But I met my reflection on a bad hair day, Mascara running, nothing left to play. She said, “You don’t need a stranger’s applause To be a wildfire, to be your own cause.” **Bridge** No more competing for a seat at your table, No more calling insecurity “stable.” If you can’t see me, that’s not my sin— I stopped knocking; I let myself in. **Final Chorus** Pick me, pick me—no, I take it back, I found my heart in the cracks of the act. I don’t need your eyes to tell me I shine, I was never a backup—I was always mine. Pick me, pick me, hear the old girl fade, She wanted validation; I wanted to be saved. Now I choose me, even alone— A pick-me girl finally coming home.
