You paint me in the lines you choose, Then call it love when I don't move. You leave the flattering details in, Then paint a smile where pain has been. You say you've caught the real me, Then fix the things you shouldn't see. A little quieter, less upset. A better version. Not me yet. I've held that smile until it hurt. You call it finished. I call it work. If that's the only me you knew, You've been staring at a wall. I've been standing next to you. I'm tired of being framed by you. Hold still. Look nice. Don't spoil the view. You love the picture. Let it stay. I'm taking myself away. I'm done with being what I ain't, Biting my tongue while you watch paint. Keep your perfect point of view. I'm not finished. I'm just finished with you. You hung me up for all to see, Told every guest what I should mean. They praised the patience in my face. I watched the door. You called it grace. And every time I changed my mind, You said I'd ruined your design. You liked me best when I stood still. You'd hang me back there if you could. I think you think you will. I've held that smile until it hurt. You call it finished. I call it work. If that's the only me you knew, You've been staring at a wall. I've been standing next to you. I'm tired of being framed by you. Hold still. Look nice. Don't spoil the view. You love the picture. Let it stay. I'm taking myself away. I'm done with being what I ain't, Biting my tongue while you watch paint. Keep your perfect point of view. I'm not finished. I'm just finished with you. Let it run. Let it stain. You don't get To sign my name. Let it run. Let it show. Take your hands off. Let me go. Maybe I'll make something ugly. Maybe I'll get something wrong. Maybe I'll miss how sure you sounded When I can't tell where I belong. But I'd rather face a blank space Than another year on your wall. I don't have to be a masterpiece To be someone at all. I'm done with being framed by you. Hold still? Look nice? I've paid my dues. You love the picture. Let it stay. I'm taking myself away. I'm done with being what I ain't, Biting my tongue while you watch paint. Keep your perfect point of view. I'm not finished. I'm just finished with you. Let it run. Let it stain. You don't get To sign my name. Keep the picture. Keep the frame. If it looks like me, That's all that stayed.
