DE-Spite me2

I used to give-in just to make things easier.
Now I just ghost before the full send.
Maybe I’ve changed—
Fuck 'em.
I just finally stopped shrinking
for people that wanna make me feel smaller.
They played games,
I memorized the script.
Now I smile like a trigger
and talk like an auctioneer.
Fast and full of regret. 
Don’t say I’m distant—
say I’m done.
You don’t lose people like me
Before pushing them to come undone.
DE-spite me.
You built this version.
You loved it,
then hated the burden.
I gave,
you took,
I broke,
you booked—
Now I don’t bleed.
I burn and repeat.
I’ve been called cold
by hands that froze me.
They miss the old me
but never chose me.
They say I’m the problem—
nah.
I’m just awake.
Learned to taste lies
in every “your great..”
I still got love
but it’s locked in a box
with a label that reads:
I tried.
God, I tried.
To stay myself.
To stay kind.
But kind gets eaten
by teeth in disguise—
chewed up and spit out
where my trust used to lie.
They didn’t want me happy—
They wanted me harmless.
But I kept my heart,
and now it’s heartless.
I built this without violence.
I own my shame.
You de-spite me?
Then remember my name.
DE-spite me—
I rose from deceit.
thought I’d break?
cash in them receipts.
Now I take my time.
You don’t deserve this
version of me in time.
This ain’t numb.
It’s protection.
This ain’t hate.
It’s correction.
You didn’t ruin me.
You just rewrote the tone.
Now I walk through fire
And call it home.

Post-grunge trap, folk, dark country