I lock my doors but i leave my soul cracked
Smile at the world but keep my thoughts packed
Sleep with the lights on just to feel seen
Talk to my notes more than human beings
Eyes on me but they don’t know nothin’
Talk too loud and my hands start runnin’
Trust too fast and the mask get torn
Then they bounce when the scars look worn
How i cope with the silence?
How i hold back the sirens?
How i fake calm in the violence
When my heart beat loud like a riot?
I walk home lookin’ back at shadows
Every hug feel like a gamble
Love feel fake, pain feel standard
And “how you been?” feel like a scandal
Is this paranoia or protection?
Is this trauma or just reflection?
Am i broken or just aware
That safety don’t exist nowhere?
Safe?