[Intro – whispered] How many wounds… Did I carve myself… Before the world even touched me… [Verse 1] I built a prison out of maybe Hung my heartbeat from the ceiling Turned silence into judgment Turned waiting into leaving I wrote endings in the shadows Before the story even breathed Punished people for disasters That existed only inside me And every glance became rejection Every pause became goodbye I made ghosts out of moments Then asked myself why I cried [Pre-Chorus] Maybe the hardest hands Were never theirs… Maybe the cruelest voice Was the one in my own head [Chorus] Negative self-talk Whispers like poison in velvet Dripping fear into my veins Till I forget optimism exists I hurt myself before life could Blamed the world for what I feared Built storms from imagination Then drowned in my own tears But if pain is the fire Then let me become gold Let me transmute these shadows Into something beautiful Hope… Born from the wound Hope… Blooming in ruin [Verse 2] Maybe failing feels familiar Maybe darkness feels like home Maybe if I break my own heart first I won’t feel so alone Why do we make the mountain higher When the climb already hurts? Why do we sharpen all our suffering Till we forget what we are worth? I looked at love through cracked mirrors Saw abandonment in light Turned delayed replies to daggers Turned exhaustion into spite But truth walks softer than panic And reality breathes slow Not every silence means betrayal Not every distance means go [Pre-Chorus] Maybe survival taught us To expect the fall But survival isn’t living If fear controls it all [Chorus] Negative self-talk Sings like a siren at midnight Pulling beauty into graves Till we mistake pain for life I carried wars inside me That nobody else could see And half the chains I blamed on others Were wrapped around me by me But if pain is the teacher Then let me finally learn Ashes feed the garden If we let ourselves return Hope… Rising from the wreck Hope… Breathing through my chest [Bridge – atmospheric drop] I do not have to worship suffering I do not have to kneel to fear I can hold the broken pieces Without dying here The mind can become a monster Or a lantern in the rain And maybe healing starts The moment we stop feeding pain [Final Chorus – bigger, transcendent] Negative self-talk You don’t own my spirit anymore I see the mirrors now I see what all the hurting was for Every scar became a doorway Every wound became a light And the soul that almost destroyed me Now teaches me how to fight So I’ll embrace the sorrow But I won’t let it rule I’ll turn this ache to wisdom Turn despair into truth Hope… Where shadow meets stardust Hope… Still alive in us [Outro – soft whisper] Maybe… We were never meant to be perfect… Only conscious enough… To turn pain into love.
