Identity Crisis

I woke up wearing someone else’s name

Mirror cracked, but I looked the same

They dressed me in a barcode suit

Told me silence was absolute

I screamed in fonts they couldn’t read

My soul was punk, my skin agreed

But they filed me under “normalcy”

And sold my rage as therapy

Identity crisis, stitched in skin

Who I am vs. who I’ve been

They brand my thoughts, they bleach my voice

But I still bleed by my own choice

Identity crisis, loud and clear

I’m not your product, I’m your fear

They said rebellion was a phase

Then locked me in a feedback maze

Tried to clone me with their creed

But I’m the glitch they didn’t need

I carved my truth in broken glass

Wore my chaos like a backstage pass

They called it madness, I called it me

A riot wrapped in poetry

Identity crisis, stitched in skin

Who I am vs. who I’ve been

They brand my thoughts, they bleach my voice

But I still bleed by my own choice

Identity crisis, loud and clear

I’m not your product, I’m your fear

I’m the scream behind the smile

The rebel in denial

The static in your stream

The nightmare in your dream

(Whispers)

Erase me, replace me

But you’ll never face me

(Screams)

I’m not your label, not your clone

I’m the chaos you disown

Identity crisis, final round

I found myself in underground

They tried to kill what made me loud

But I’m still screaming through the crowd

Identity crisis, born to be

The version they will never see

The version they will never cage

I am the scratch, I am the rage