Used to keep it all inside,
Smiles were painted, voices low.
Learned to stand, arms open wide,
Now I let the laughter grow.
Every piece belongs to me,
No more hiding what I see.
Turning the pages, one by one,
Leaving behind what held me down.
Feeling the weight start to come undone,
No more chains, no more doubt.
Took some time to hear my name,
Not just echoes in the air.
Now I know I’m not the same,
Finally learning how to care.
Colors bright where gray once stayed,
Room to breathe and room to grow.
Not afraid of what I made,
Writing stories I now know.
Every piece belongs to me,
No more hiding what I see.
Turning the pages, one by one,
Leaving behind what held me down.
Feeling the weight start to come undone,
No more chains, no more doubt.
