[Intro] (Melancholic beat, heavy piano, slow tempo at 85 BPM) Yeah... We connect, we understand each other. But there's a line we won't cross. Listen. [Verse 1] I see your tears, I see your eyes closing. I read your wounds, I know the dictionary of the term. When you talk to me, I feel like I'm reliving my own wars. The same scars hidden beneath the same anger. I feel the jolt, the earthquake in your vocal cords. I know by heart the structure of this abyssal void. You speak of betrayal, of loneliness, of sleepless nights. I nod, I know how the weight shifts. We have the same past, the same ghosts around the corner. The same dark refrains that loop endlessly while weeping. I am the mirror of your doubts, the echo of your cries. I know exactly where the poison has taken root. But look at me closely, look into my eyes. There's an invisible thread holding our destinies together. I walk. By your side in this gravel desert, but I can't carry your bag, I can only support you. [Chorus] Just because I identify with your pain doesn't mean it belongs to me, that it should dictate my pace. I feel the shock, but I keep my color. I share the storm, but I refuse the armor. Just because I understand your deep sorrow doesn't mean I have to sink with you when your sky collapses. I love you, I listen to you, I stay within reach, but your storm marks you, each to their own path. [Verse 2] Empathy is a bridge, not a fusion. I refuse to confuse respect with prison. If I take your burden, we'll both fall, and there will be no one left to rekindle the fire. I know the smell of burning, the taste of asphalt. I know how grief becomes a bitter habit, but my compass is straight, my anchor is here. I refuse to let your past become my own story. Sometimes You get angry, you say I'm distant, that if I truly loved you, I would suffer at the same time. But grasp the nuance, it's love, not a rope. I want to be your refuge, not the overflowing drama. I validate you, I understand you, every word resonates within me. But I maintain my boundaries when the rain knocks you down. I am not your ordeal, I am merely your witness. The doctor doesn't heal by taking the patient's ailment in their hands. [Chorus] Just because I identify with your pain doesn't mean it belongs to me, that it should dictate my path. I feel the shock, but I keep my true self. I share the storm, but I refuse the armor. Just because I understand your profound sorrow doesn't mean I must sink with you when your sky collapses. I love you, I listen to you, I stay within reach. But your storm marks you, each to their own path. [Bridge] (The beat calms, just a few stripped-down piano notes) Each Each has their own cross to bear, their own path. I can light up your night, but I'm not your story. The echo is powerful, but the voice is yours. I break my chains so yours won't hold me back. Understanding isn't fading away. Supporting isn't complaining. [Verse 3] (The beat picks up again with more intensity, the kicks are sharper) So move forward, heal, take your own steps. Don't look for my downfall to validate your fight. I'll be there at the top, or just at the bottom of the slope, to lend you a hand when the slope is slippery. But the ink of your pain won't be written on my pages. I refuse to transfer, I refuse to shipwreck. I offer you my shoulder, not my identity. True love is keeping your clarity. We are two distinct souls under the same ceiling. I sympathize with your cries, but I keep my core. It's my strength that helps you, not my destruction. Take this rap as a healthy Liberation. [Outro] (The sound fades out slowly) It's not mine... It's your story, your victory to go and claim. I identify with you, yeah. But I take care of myself. Take care of yourself.
