#ℝ𝕖𝕧𝕠𝕝𝕦𝕥𝕖 - Under Construction

🐞🐞🐞 ©Bao Lynn 2025. All rights reserved 🐞🐞🐞 Verse 1 I’ve been dragging through the mud, don’t know the reason why, Begged for mercy from some ghosts that never reply. Prayed to judges living only in my head, And I condemned myself for wounds that never bled. Chorus Guilty in my own eyes, with no sin, no crime, Carrying my chains right down the line. If love won’t forgive me, then who ever will? I ain’t perfect, but I’m learning still. Verse 2 Angels count my tears, they don’t weigh my sins, Some days that blues feels cold on my skin. There are prayers with no words, only sighs that remain, Just the shadow of a doubt walking through my vein. Chorus Guilty in my own eyes, with no sin, no crime, Carrying my chains right down the line. I wish I could love me, light as the sky, But my reflection still calls me a lie. Verse 3 Each day I carve myself, rough but alive, An unfinished work, still learning to thrive. If I were complete, I might fade away, So I keep my cracks — they sing what I can’t say. Bridge It ain’t no sin to be under repair, To learn from the breaks, to breathe through despair. I’m a tender chaos, bent but free, Every flaw just sets me free. Verse 4 Thought I had to bleed to earn my grace, That the light only shines after the pain takes place. But the more I judge, the less I breathe, And the blues keeps whispering, “let go, believe.” Chorus Guilty in my own eyes, I raise my voice, To thank my faults — I had no choice. At the end of the road, the truth’s plain to see: Only a broken heart beats honestly. 🐞🐞🐞 ©Bao Lynn 2025. All rights reserved 🐞🐞🐞