I bit my tongue till I lost my taste, Carried peace like a fragile vase. You said I was too much to hold, So I made myself small and called it love. Now I see the cracks in all that grace, Can’t believe how long I stayed that way. ⸻ All this time, I called silence strength, But quiet can’t heal a soul that bends. ⸻ It took me two years to feel the flame, Now I’m not ashamed to say your name. All that pain I kept inside my chest, Is just proof I tried my best. Yeah, I’m late to my own rage, But right on time to turn the page. Two years late… but right on time. ⸻ You boxed me in, now I’m breaking out, Hit the floor, but I’m finding ground. Anger don’t mean I lost control — It’s the sound of me taking back my soul. ⸻ I took your calm, mistook it for love, Took your blame, thought I wasn’t enough. Now I breathe deeper than I ever could — This fire don’t destroy, it rebuilds what’s good. ⸻ It took me two years to feel the flame, Now I’m not afraid to say your name. All that pain I kept inside my chest, Was just my heart learning rest. I was late to my own rage, But right on time to turn the page. Two years late… but right on time.
