This is a rewritten and updated version of my older song "I'm done". I wanted to remake it into my new and current style that actually speaks from me and not just some "poem" I wrote. Thank you for stopping by and listening. I appreciate all of you. <3 The playlist for my journey so far is up now! Songs are in order! ❤️🔥❤️🔥https://suno.com/playlist/73d32dee-9d1c-4869-ab15-48db366d5ea0 ❤️🔥❤️🔥 **Lyrics and lyric/song structure written and created by 👻 GHOST 👻** [Verse 1] i sit inside my silence digging through what’s left behind memories i tried to bury still rot inside my mind my head’s a haunted hallway cold, and barely lit i’ve seen too much to trust it but not enough to quit [Pre-Chorus] and i smile like it’s scripted just to buy a little time you’d never guess this mess was mine [Chorus] what do you do when the things you loved the most turn into shadows you’re too tired to chase? where do you go when there’s nowhere left to run just a quiet kind of giving up you almost learn to face? [Verse 2] i swear i tried to hold it all to be the version they believed but the mirror cracked, and staring back was something no one needs i faked it with conviction built a truth on empty lines then bought into my own disguise and crossed it with a smile [Pre-Chorus] yeah, i rehearsed the right emotions kept the panic off the page but inside, i’m still backstage [Chorus] what do you do when the things you loved the most become the monsters you swore you’d never be? where do you go when every road just loops right back into the worst parts of me? [Bridge reflective, quietly raw] maybe healing isn’t pretty maybe peace feels like defeat but there’s power in admitting some nights just knock you off your feet i’m not asking for redemption or pretending i’ll be fine i just want to mean it next time when i say “i’m still alive” [Verse 3] i’m sorry that i let you down i had high hopes, too but not all dreams survive the fall and some aren’t meant to bloom don’t worry ‘bout the mess i leave you’ll find worse down the line this pain’s not rare, it’s just unseen and i’m done calling it mine [Interlude] empty bottles, shattered will quiet prayers the silence kills if someone new stands in my place i hope the dark is softer still [Final Chorus] what do you do when the things you held so close start to echo like a warning sign? where do you go when the fight just fades away and giving up starts feeling… fine? [Outro] this isn’t a cry for help this is a whisper: “goodbye.”
