Static in my lungs again, I breathe it in and breathe again, the neon shakes beneath my skin—I won’t fold, I won’t fold. Pixel heartbeat breaking free, your shadow glitching over me, but every fault becomes a key—I take control, I take control. Reset—reset—reset. Tear the circuit from my chest. Reset—reset—reset. Every glitch becomes my breath. I feel the bass bite through my teeth, your cold intentions underneath, but I won’t drown inside that grief—I let it go, I let it go. Sparks stutter in the wires’ sway, I feel the code begin to fray, but breaking down becomes my way—I overflow, I overflow. Reset—reset—reset. Tear the circuit from my chest. Reset—reset—reset. Every glitch becomes my breath. Rewrite me if you think you can, erase the girl, remake the brand, but I reboot on my own command—I won’t break, I won’t break. Voltage rising through the pain, distortion humming in my brain, I crash and rise and crash again—it’s not a mistake, not a mistake. Reset—reset—reset. Tear the circuit from my chest. Reset—reset—reset. Every glitch becomes my breath. Reset—reset—reset. I’m alive inside the mess. Reset—reset—reset. Even chaos knows my steps.


