It’s Me

Me… sitting still, lost in the crowd,

Thinking silently, not speaking out loud.

Time keeps ticking, footsteps fade,

You hold someone else while I just stay.

I built this throne from quiet and pain,

Watching the world spin in endless chains.

Yeah, it’s me

Fighting to keep my soul in peace,

Taming the beast I barely release.

It’s me

Don’t want the noise, the eyes, the heat,

Just a quiet place where my heart can beat.

Still I sit on my little throne,

Refusing to chase like a heartless drone.

You pass so close, wrapped in light,

While I fade deeper into night.

My voice is soft, but my truth is loud,

I won’t break just to be allowed.

Yeah, it’s me

Fighting to keep my soul in peace,

Taming the beast I barely release.

It’s me

Not asking for more than space to be,

Undisturbed, alone, and free.

I won’t beg, I won’t pretend,

I don’t chase what doesn’t defend.

Let me feel what I need to feel,

Alone, invisible but real.

Yeah, it’s me

Still guarding the fire inside,

Still walking through the tears I hide.

It’s me

I don’t want to be disturbed or seen,

Just want peace in the spaces between.

It’s me…

Still here.

Still breathing.

Still… me.