[Verse 1] Dear me… I don’t even know where to start Feels weird tryna talk to my own broken heart I’ve been waking up tired, even after I sleep Like there’s something inside me I’m too scared to keep I say I’m fine when they ask, yeah I lie through my teeth ‘Cause it’s easier than saying something’s wrong underneath And I know they would listen, but I don’t wanna try ‘Cause I’m scared if I say it, I might break if I cry There’s a weight in my chest, like it’s glued in place And I’m stuck in my head, I can’t leave this space Even good days feel fake, like they’re staged somehow Like I’m watching my life but I’m not here now [Hook – soft, almost sung] I think I need help… but I don’t know how to say it I think I need help… but I’m scared they won’t take it the right way… or they’ll look at me different somehow… [Verse 2] I’ve been laughing at jokes that I don’t really feel Like I’m playing a part, like none of this is real And I hate that I’m good at pretending I’m fine Like I practiced this mask and perfected the lines I don’t sleep much, my thoughts get too loud And they follow me even when I’m in a crowd It’s like everyone’s there but I’m somewhere else In a version of me that I don’t even help And I keep telling myself it’ll pass, just wait But it’s been way too long and it’s not going away And I’m scared if I open up, let it show They won’t see me the same person they know [Hook – slightly stronger] I think I need help… but I don’t wanna say it I think I need help… but I keep tryna fake it like I’m okay… like I’m not breaking down… [Bridge – very intimate] If I told someone… would it change everything? Would they look at me like I’m something fragile or weak? I don’t wanna be a problem they have to fix… but I don’t wanna keep living like this… Maybe I could just say it… small… not everything… just one call… “I’m not okay… can you stay…?” [Final Verse – emotional shift, still soft] Maybe help doesn’t mean I’m losing control Maybe it just means I’m tryna be whole And I don’t need answers or everything clear Maybe just someone to sit with me here I’ve been hiding so long in the quiet of me Where nobody looks and nobody sees But tonight I’m done keeping all of it in— …maybe letting you in is where I begin.
