[Whispered Intro – overlapping voices] Come closer. Not to the light— To the mirror. [Spoken – slow, vulnerable] I met myself Beneath the wound I buried. She wasn’t angry— Just tired. Wearing my laugh like an old coat Too small But too familiar to shed. I touched the shadow And it flinched. Not from pain— But recognition. [Chant – quiet and low] What you do not face, you carry. What you carry, you feed. What you feed, becomes you. [Spoken – fading, barely sung] So I starved the lie. Sat still. Let silence speak. And when I finally wept— I heard the voice of every girl I’ve ever been Whisper back: We’re still here. We’re still whole. We’re still yours. [Outro – ocean sound, one final breath] (You did not break. You shapeshifted.)
