[Verse 1] (tone: sarcastic, reflective) I was left-handed from the start Teachers tried to switch my heart Blue ink stains and smudged-up lines Like being different was a crime Everybody said I’d be okay If I’d just learn the proper way Funny how I spent my youth Getting punished for telling the truth ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] (tone: building) Too sensitive Too aware Too emotional Too scared That’s what they said For years and years ⸻ [Chorus] (tone: powerful) I’m the left-handed girl Living in a right-handed world You called me difficult You called me strange Turns out trauma just changed my brain I wasn’t broken I was prepared For earthquakes nobody knew were there I’m the left-handed girl And I survived ⸻ [Verse 2] (tone: uneasy, vivid) Footsteps coming down the stairs Make my body say “beware” Pill bottles lined up on a shelf Can pull me right outside myself A laugh too loud A knock too late A certain tone can shift my state And everybody rolls their eyes Like memory’s some kind of lie ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] (tone: sharper) But the body keeps What the mind lets go That’s something only survivors know ⸻ [Chorus] (tone: bigger) I’m the left-handed girl Living in a right-handed world You called me dramatic You called me weak Now you’re shocked I remember everything I see sadness Under smiles I hear grief hiding all the while I’m the left-handed girl And I’m still here ⸻ [Bridge] (tone: anger surfaces) You know what’s funny? Everybody loved my instincts When they benefited from them “How did you know?” “How did you see that?” “How were you right again?” Maybe because I spent childhood Reading danger like a second language ⸻ [Breakdown] (tone: quiet truth) I don’t flinch because I’m weak I flinch because I learned Some lessons too young And learned them well ⸻ [Final Chorus] (tone: triumphant) I’m the left-handed girl Writing truth with the same hand They tried to change The same hand that carried me The same hand that turned the page Too sensitive? Maybe Too emotional? Fine But every scar became a map And every warning sign Saved my life I’m the left-handed girl And I’m done apologizing For surviving ⸻ [Outro] (tone: calm, powerful) Every time I write my story With my left hand I undo another lie
