[Verse 1] Dear me— The one who prayed in silence, Hid pain behind compliance, Took hits and stayed quiet. I see you. You wore every scar like shame Thought survival was your only name Carried the world just to numb the weight And blamed yourself when others couldn’t stay. You fought without witnesses Wept where no one looked Built thrones from broken glass And still wrote your own books. I remember how you whispered: “Please, just let it stop…” But every night you bled Became a reason not to drop. [Chorus] I wrote these letters to the old me To the ghost I had to set free You carried every storm so I could rise So I could breathe You weren't weak — you were chosen You weren’t lost — you were frozen But I’m walking now because of who you had to be These are letters to the old me [Verse 2] You kept the pain in a vault Felt everything was your fault Tried to please the wolves, Tried to build peace from assault. I know why you snapped. Why you broke things to feel. Why you stopped believing That joy could be real. But still— You held the line. Did the work no one saw. And even when you lost yourself, You never lost the cause. So let me tell you now, With the breath you bought for me: You were never broken, You were the seed. [Chorus – full and rising] I wrote these letters to the old me To the kid who held on lonely You carved a path through hell So I could finally feel holy You weren't wrong — you were real You weren’t soft — you were steel And I’m walking now because of who you had to be These are letters to the old me [Bridge – ambient, emotional build] You didn’t fail — you forged. You didn’t fall — you formed. And every lie you had to carry Became the weight I learned to lift. I still hear you sometimes In the quiet when I drift… But now when you speak, You don’t sound afraid— You sound like a gift. [Final Chorus – triumphant outro] I wrote these letters to the old me To the boy who walked through fire slowly Your silence is the scripture I rise from now Your wounds still know me But I’m not trapped there anymore I’m the echo of your war And I’m living proof you didn’t die in vain You became the flame These are letters to the old me [Outro – soft piano + heartbeat] Thank you… For staying. Even when you thought you’d never become me.
