[Verse 1] You look right through me in the light of the kitchen door Like I’m another polite thing you’ve already seen before I bite my tongue so hard it tastes like pennies and spite Then I vanish into music when the house goes quiet at night [Pre-Chorus] I wear the right expression, I say the right damn line But there’s a hurricane of feelings stuck behind my eyes [Chorus] Have you seen me when I’m angry? Have you seen me when I crack? Have you seen me when I’m screaming And I still don’t get it back? I’m not a fucking postcard, I’m not easy to decode I’m fifteen and I’m furious and I’m ready to explode [Verse 2] They say, “You’re fine, you’re smiling,” like that settles what I feel Like pain gets small and tidy just because it isn’t real I slam my door too hard, then I stare at the wall Wishing someone would just get it without making me perform it all [Pre-Chorus] I know I’m supposed to soften, I know I’m meant to cope But there’s a sharpened thing in me that won’t be smoothed by hope [Chorus] Have you seen me when I’m raging? Have you seen me when I’m low? Have you seen me when I’m breaking And I still won’t let it show? I’m not a fucking riddle, I’m not someone you can own I’m fifteen and I’m burning and I’m tired of being told [Bridge– synth drops out, only a pulsing bass and spoken/shouted vocals] Fuck your perfect little answers, fuck your calm, your practiced grace I want to throw my whole goddamn heart against the shape of this place I want to bite the air, I want to kick through the quiet walls I want to be too much and not apologize at all [Instrumental Break | gritty guitar, pounding drums, synth pulse like a heartbeat under strain] [Verse 3] Maybe I’m too loud, maybe I’m too sharp to hold Maybe all this teenage thunder is just something I can’t control But if you ever wonder why I leave the room so fast It’s because I’m made of all this fire and I’m scared of how it lasts [Pre-Chorus] I don’t need saving, I need someone to stand still To see the storm and not mistake it for a lack of will [Chorus (final, full blast)] Have you seen me when I’m angry? Have you seen me when I’m real? Have you seen me when I’m shaking And I still refuse to kneel? I’m not a fucking problem, I’m not something to erase I’m fifteen and I’m here and I have every right to take up space [Outro] Seen me now? Good. Remember it. I won’t stay quiet forever.
