[Verse] Sometimes I wonder, What would happen if the pain just disappeared. Would I feel lighter, Or just replace it with another weight to bear? [Pre-Chorus] If I wake up whole, will I still feel real? Or am I just the sum of the scars I conceal? [Chorus] Who am I, when the ache is gone? What’s left when the struggle fades? Will I find myself in clearer skies, Or just get lost in the empty space? [Verse] If I let go, Would I finally breathe, or would it feel the same? Is there a purpose, Without the echoes whispering my name? [Pre-Chorus] If I’m not defined by the wounds I’ve worn, Would I feel alive or just be reborn? [Chorus] Who am I, beyond the pain? A hollow ghost or something new? Would I build a world that feels like home, Or search for another cage to walk into? [Bridge] I don’t know what I’d become, If I step beyond the lines I’ve drawn. Would I finally learn to heal, Or mourn the weight I’ve relied upon? [Outro] No answers come, no voices call, Only silence—maybe that’s the scariest thought of all.