The Mirror That Remembers

VERSE 1 I watched the mirror start forgetting my name, Every sunrise carved another frame. The clothes I wore became abandoned skin, A ghost in the fabric I used to live in. The clock kept stealing pieces while I slept, Collecting every promise that my body never kept. Now the scale applauds like it's something to praise, While I'm learning how to smile through a medical maze. Everybody says, "You look so alive." Funny how survival wears the best disguise. They congratulate the ashes, never smell the smoke, Call it a blessing while the foundation broke. I'm a cathedral with invisible cracks, Gold on the outside, rust in the back. Every compliment lands like shattered glass, Because they don't know what I had to surpass. PRE-CHORUS I'm shedding chapters faster than my skin can heal... Is this becoming...? Or just another way to disappear...? CHORUS I feel brand new inside this haunted shell, Looking like Heaven while I'm walking through Hell. The reaper tailored me a beautiful suit, Stitched from the roots that disease ripped loose. Everybody loves the photograph, Nobody hears the bones that laugh. I'm lighter than air, heavier than pain, A phoenix baptized in acid rain. I'm becoming someone I don't recognize, Half resurrection, half disguise. If beauty blooms from broken ground, Then tell me why my heartbeat barely makes a sound. VERSE 2 The illness is a sculptor with merciless hands, Turning mountains into grains of sand. It chipped away the armor, the fear, the pride, Until all that remained was the truth inside. I'm a snake in reverse, shedding yesterday's weight, Not because I wanted... because it was fate. Every pound that vanished became another page, Burned from the diary inside the cage. My reflection nods like we've finally met, A stranger wearing every scar I've kept. The mirror whispers, "Welcome home..." But home feels different with hollow bones. The storm cleaned every window in my head, Now I see the colors I ignored instead. Funny how endings polish the soul, Leaving empty spaces where light can grow. BREAKDOWN GO! You call it progress! I call it survival! You see the skyline! I climbed the rubble! Every heartbeat sounds like broken machinery, Every breath rewrites another piece of me. The body's collapsing... The spirit expanding... The house is on fire— Yet somehow I'm still standing! WOAH! If flesh is only borrowed clothes... Then maybe I was never what I chose! BRIDGE I traded certainty for fragile grace, Now peace has a different face. I'm no longer carrying everyone else's stone, Learning that broken doesn't mean alone. The sickness stripped away the noise, Leaving only my authentic voice. Every scar became another constellation, Every setback another revelation. I'm a tree in late autumn letting leaves descend, Not because it's dying... Because winter bends... Toward another spring hidden underground, Where silent roots are stronger than they're found. FINAL CHORUS I feel brand new inside this fractured skin, Found myself where the ending should've been. The sickness stole the weight but left the fight, Turned my darkest tunnel into refracted light. I'm the echo after thunder fades, The flower growing through collapsed highways. Not every miracle arrives untouched, Sometimes healing simply means you've learned enough. I'll wear these scars like borrowed stars, Navigate forever by invisible sparks. The mirror doesn't ask who I used to be... It only shows the soul staring back at me. OUTRO (spoken/whispered) You saw a smaller body... I found a bigger soul... Sometimes the strongest version of yourself... Is carved from everything... You never wanted to lose.