From the recording Broken
Lyrics
I gave you pieces,
I meant to keep.
Hid all my fears,
But still couldn't sleep.
Softened my edges,
That you never saw.
Made space for you,
Ignored all your flaws.
I buried my voice,
Just to get through.
You were the hurt,
I held onto.
They said I was strong,
They meant I’d stay quiet.
Said I was kind,
If I was compliant.
I gave, and I gave,
‘Til I broke at the seams.
Now I’m scattered in pieces,
Too lost to redeem.
I kept my silence,
Inside your storm.
I dimmed my fire,
Just to keep you warm.
Thought if I broke,
It might make you whole—
But I was the one,
Losing control.
I thought I'd fix the world,
Now I'm broken by it.
I shined in the dark,
Now the dark feels so quiet.
I’m not your plaything,
I’m not your cure.
I’m the calm you borrow,
When you’re unsure.
You smiled,
While you twisted the knife.
Called it love,
Like that made it right.
Made me believe,
I was always too much.
Then begged for more,
Like I was your crutch.
You tore through my boundaries,
Rewrote my name.
Turned all my silence,
Into your gain.
I wore your pain,
Like a second skin.
I forgot where you end,
And where I begin.
I held back the line,
Now I’m done defending.
Gave you my light,
Now my fuse is ending.
I’m not your shelter,
I’m not your sin.
I won't be the cage,
You hide your chaos in.
I lit the fire,
You danced in the glow.
While I stood burning,
You watched it slow.
You said that you loved,
How bright I’d shine.
Then dimmed me down,
To fit your design.
I’m not a plaything you pull apart,
Then leave in ruins,
With a hollowed-out heart.
Don’t call it love,
If it costs me my voice.
Don’t call it care,
When control was your choice.
I gave you everything—
You played your games.
Now I'm standing tall,
I broke free from your chains.
I chased your ghost,
While you watched me break.
Now I see the cost,
Of every mistake.
You're just a chapter,
I'll always regret.
I’m the storm that you sparked—
One you’ll never forget.
I was never yours to silence down,
Never yours to mold or drown.
You had your grip,
But now I’m free.
Not yours to fix,
Rewrite, or keep.
I close the door…
And I choose me.

