They watched me fracture what they called peace, But peace was never shaped for me. I asked for room, I traced the lines— They crossed me out a thousand times. Now silence bends when I inhale, Every fracture rings like a bell. The chains they forged to keep me still Evaporate—I outgrew the kill. If I was born to break their frame, Then let it crack when I say my name. I’m not going back into their cage, Not to the hands that erased my page. I fed their rules into the fire, Now I breathe out truth and call it desire. Let them rot in a frozen view— I’m not crawling back to you. I don’t forget, and I don’t bow, Their version never owned me now. Every scar’s a scripture kept, Written by the words I never said. I walk slow through the shattered glass, Feel every cut, still let it pass. If they spit my name, I let it fade— I’m the wound they couldn’t cage. I was never meant to stay small, I was the echo in their wall. I’m not going back into their cage, Not to the hands that erased my page. I fed their rules into the fire, Now I breathe out truth and call it desire. Let them rot in a frozen view— I’m not crawling back to you. Every mile I burn away, The sky goes dark—I still remain. I’m not afraid to disappear, I’m terrified of dying here. I’m not going back into their cage, Not to the hands that erased my page. I fed their rules into the fire, Now I breathe out truth and call it desire. Let them rot in a frozen view— I’m not crawling back to you. The backdrop fell. I stayed.
