I’ve built my walls with quiet hands – painted smiles, made my stand. But silence grows where truth should speak – and I’m so tired of being sleek. I breathe in fire, but whisper rain – don’t wanna feel this safe again. If you see me shaking – don’t mistake it. I’m not breaking… I’m waiting. So break me open – let me bleed some light. I’m not fragile – just locked too tight. Crack my fear, split my pride – show me I’m more than what I hide. Break me open – I’ll survive. I’ve kissed the edge but never jumped. Wrote a thousand “almost” songs. But none of them were loud enough – to burn the shell, to call it love. If I reach for something – don’t let go. If I fall – don’t watch me slow. So break me open – let me see what’s real. Rip the numbness I still feel. Tear my doubt, shake my skin – make me whole by breaking in. Break me open – I begin. Don’t hold back. I’m ready now. You’ve got the storm – I’ll take the sound. So break me open – I want the flame. No more shadows, no more games. Crack the dark, let thunder spill – if I break – I’ll break to feel. Break me open – until I heal.
