WHAT WAS NEVER MINE Verse 1 You left me behind when I needed you near, A little girl learning to swallow her fear. I waited for footsteps, I waited for signs, Wondering why your love never seemed to find mine. You made me question what a daughter was worth, While I searched for your love from the moment of birth. I carried that question through darkness and light— Why wasn’t I enough for you to fight? Verse 2 You never came back when you promised you would, I told myself someday you surely could. I built up a hope that refused to die, While loneliness whispered its reasons why. I needed my mother; I needed her hand, Someone to tell me, “Baby, I understand.” But silence became the answer I knew— And somehow I still kept believing in you. Verse 3o Then came the choice that cut leaving the deepest pain, You chose him over me and left me standing alone out in the rain. When I needed protection, you turned away, And thats when I learned some wounds don’t fade away with the day. A mother should protect and shield what she carried inside, Not make her own daughter feel she must hide. I can’t rewrite what happened back then, But I won’t let that little girl suffer again. Verse 4 You promised you’d be better than the mother you you were to me, When you became grandmother to my family. You said you’d give them the love you withheld, Be the safe place where their little hearts dwelled. I wanted to believe you—I truly did, Because somewhere inside me still lived that broken, sad, waiting kid. But then you turned your back on them too, And I watched the same wound become something new. Verse 5 So don’t tell me your choices were mine to defend, Or that carrying your pain could somehow make amends. I spent years wearing burdens that weren’t mine to bear, Trying to love you through anger and despair. I thought if I carried your sorrow with grace, Maybe somehow we’d finally find our place. But love isn’t proven by breaking your own— And I won’t keep suffering to call you my mommm! Chorus So I send it back—every tear, every fear, Every “I’m not enough” that I carried for years. Every ounce of anger, every scar you gave, Every piece of myself I was forced to betray It was never mine, though I carried it through— I held all that weight because I loved you. Now I stand in my truth, and finally see: Your pain belongs to you, and my life belongs to me. Verse 6 You may have tried to bury the woman I’d be, But something inside me refused to cease. The will you tried to break became stronger instead, I built something living from everything you said, that turned out to be lies. You don’t get to name me by what you denied, You don’t get to measure the strength I provide. I am not the little girl begging you to stay— I’m the woman who finally chose to go her own way. Verse 7 I walk with a fire alive in my eyes, A strength you could never completely disguise. I carry the scars, but they don’t carry me, They mark where I struggled and learned to be free. You gave me the wounds, but they don’t own my name, And I won’t spend forever imprisoned by blame. The woman I am is not yours to define— I found her beneath all the weight that wasnt mine. Verse 8 So take back the tears that I cried in your place, Take back the anger I carried with grace. Take back the shame and the feelings of less, The years I spent thinking I was tthe curse so i wouldnt be blessed Take back the sorrow, the guilt, and the blame— I’m no longer responsible for carrying all of your pain. I loved you enough to help you carry it through, But loving you doesn’t mean destroying me too. Verse 9 So this is goodbye to the weight of your trauma and past, Not hatred I’m holding—I’m setting it free at last. I release every burden that never was mine, And reclaim every piece of this spirit i slowly lost over these painful years in time. You were my mother, and that will remain, But I won’t let that title keep feeding my pain. I walk toward tomorrow with my head held high— With love in my heart and a peaceful wildfire of redemption in my eyes. Final Chorus I send it back—every tear, every fear, Every “I’m not enough” that followed me here. Every wound, every silence, every broken vow— I carried it then, but I’m releasing it now. It was never mine, though for you I would try— I carried your darkness so long that I forgot that i could fly. But look at me now—I’m alive, I’m free— I give back your pain and reclaim all of me.
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