𝒿𝓊𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓉

I tore the pages from the script you wrote, Every line that made me small. I was waiting in the shadows of your stage, But I never had a voice at all. You dressed me up in borrowed dreams, Painted love as sacrifice. But the mirror shows a stranger’s face, And I won’t play that part tonight. No more standing still beneath your name, No more living bound by old clichés. I’m breaking free, I’m writing my own lines, Stepping off the stage into the light. No chains, no crowns, no thorns disguised as gold, I’ve found myself letting go. I burned the letters, watched the smoke arise, Turned your whispers into ash. Every promise was a velvet cage, Every kiss is a fleeting mask. But my heart was never yours to keep, It’s a fire that won’t be tamed. And the girl who thought she needed you Isn’t standing here the same? No more waiting high above the crowd, No more silence just to keep you proud. I’m breaking free, I’m writing my own lines, Stepping off the stage into the light. No chains, no crowns, no thorns disguised as gold, I’ve found myself letting go. I am more than the roles you gave me, More than a story to be saved. I don’t need a hand to hold To know I’m whole. I’m breaking free, I’m writing my own lines, Stepping off the stage into the light. No chains, no crowns, no thorns disguised as gold, I’ve found myself letting go. I’ve found myself… in letting go.