This Is My Boundary

# This Is My Boundary

**Verse 1**
Knock before you enter,
Wait until I say.
My room is not an open door
You can walk through anyway.

Don’t leave my door wide open,
Don’t decide that I don’t mind.
Just because I’m sitting quietly
Doesn’t mean you cross that line.

**Pre-Chorus**
I don’t need to shout it.
I don’t need to fight.
I shouldn’t have to fall apart
For you to get it right.

**Chorus**
**THIS IS MY BOUNDARY.**
This is where I draw the line.
You don’t get to choose for me
When my space becomes yours and mine.

**KNOCK FIRST.
ASK FIRST.
LISTEN WHEN I SPEAK.**

My silence is not permission.
Being quiet doesn’t make me weak.

**THIS IS MY BOUNDARY.**
Respect it every time.
My room.
My space.
My choice.
**My line.**

**Verse 2**
The buzzing of the alarms,
People talking down the hall,
The vacuum getting louder—
I can hear and feel it all.

The bleach hangs in the air,
The noise gets in my head,
And after nights when I’ve barely slept,
Everything hits harder instead.

You might think it’s nothing.
You might barely hear the sound.
But you don’t get to tell me
How it feels when it comes crashing down.

**Pre-Chorus**
Don’t wait until I’m struggling.
Don’t wait until I break.
Respecting what I’ve told you
Shouldn’t depend on what I can take.

**Chorus**
**THIS IS MY BOUNDARY.**
This is where I draw the line.
You don’t get to choose for me
When my space becomes yours and mine.

**KNOCK FIRST.
ASK FIRST.
LISTEN WHEN I SPEAK.**

My silence is not permission.
Being quiet doesn’t make me weak.

**THIS IS MY BOUNDARY.**
Respect it every time.
My room.
My space.
My choice.
**My line.**

**Bridge**
I am allowed to need privacy.
I am allowed to need peace.
I am allowed to close my door
And ask the outside world to leave.

I am allowed to say,
“Not now.”
I am allowed to say,
“Please stop.”

And I should never have to prove
That my boundaries matter enough.

You don’t need to understand
Every reason underneath.
You only need to hear the words
And respect what I need.

**Breakdown**
A knock is respect.
A question is respect.
Closing my door is respect.

Listening—
**is respect.**

Silence is not consent.
Quiet is not agreement.
And my boundaries do not disappear
Because I didn’t scream them.

**Final Chorus**
**THIS IS MY BOUNDARY!**
And I mean every word I say.
Don’t walk in without knocking.
Don’t assume that I’m okay.

**ASK FIRST.
WAIT FIRST.
GIVE ME SPACE TO BREATHE.**

You don’t have to feel what I feel
To respect what I need.

**THIS IS MY BOUNDARY!**
You don’t get to move the line.
My comfort isn’t optional.
My privacy is mine.

My room.
My space.
My voice.
My choice.

**THIS.
IS.
MY.
BOUNDARY.**

**Outro**
Knock.
Ask.
Listen.
Respect.

Not sometimes.
Not only when I’m upset.
Not only when you understand.

**Every time.**

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# This Is My Boundary **Verse 1** Knock before you enter, Wait until I say. My room is not an open door You can walk through anyway. Don’t leave my door wide open, Don’t decide that I don’t mind. Just because I’m sitting quietly Doesn’t mean you cross that line. **Pre-Chorus** I don’t need to shout it. I don’t need to fight. I shouldn’t have to fall apart For you to get it right. **Chorus** **THIS IS MY BOUNDARY.** This is where I draw the line. You don’t get to choose for me When my space becomes yours and mine. **KNOCK FIRST. ASK FIRST. LISTEN WHEN I SPEAK.** My silence is not permission. Being quiet doesn’t make me weak. **THIS IS MY BOUNDARY.** Respect it every time. My room. My space. My choice. **My line.** **Verse 2** The buzzing of the alarms, People talking down the hall, The vacuum getting louder— I can hear and feel it all. The bleach hangs in the air, The noise gets in my head, And after nights when I’ve barely slept, Everything hits harder instead. You might think it’s nothing. You might barely hear the sound. But you don’t get to tell me How it feels when it comes crashing down. **Pre-Chorus** Don’t wait until I’m struggling. Don’t wait until I break. Respecting what I’ve told you Shouldn’t depend on what I can take. **Chorus** **THIS IS MY BOUNDARY.** This is where I draw the line. You don’t get to choose for me When my space becomes yours and mine. **KNOCK FIRST. ASK FIRST. LISTEN WHEN I SPEAK.** My silence is not permission. Being quiet doesn’t make me weak. **THIS IS MY BOUNDARY.** Respect it every time. My room. My space. My choice. **My line.** **Bridge** I am allowed to need privacy. I am allowed to need peace. I am allowed to close my door And ask the outside world to leave. I am allowed to say, “Not now.” I am allowed to say, “Please stop.” And I should never have to prove That my boundaries matter enough. You don’t need to understand Every reason underneath. You only need to hear the words And respect what I need. **Breakdown** A knock is respect. A question is respect. Closing my door is respect. Listening— **is respect.** Silence is not consent. Quiet is not agreement. And my boundaries do not disappear Because I didn’t scream them. **Final Chorus** **THIS IS MY BOUNDARY!** And I mean every word I say. Don’t walk in without knocking. Don’t assume that I’m okay. **ASK FIRST. WAIT FIRST. GIVE ME SPACE TO BREATHE.** You don’t have to feel what I feel To respect what I need. **THIS IS MY BOUNDARY!** You don’t get to move the line. My comfort isn’t optional. My privacy is mine. My room. My space. My voice. My choice. **THIS. IS. MY. BOUNDARY.** **Outro** Knock. Ask. Listen. Respect. Not sometimes. Not only when I’m upset. Not only when you understand. **Every time.**

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