I am the puppet and the hand
The silence in the room
The weight I cannot stand
They see the smile I wear like skin
But underneath, I'm paper-thin
I pull away when love gets near
Not out of hate —
It's just the fear
I crave connection
But I bruise too fast
I want to matter
But I live in the past
Can't you see the chains I wear?
I'm bound by voices only I hear
Longing just to feel enough
But breaking when I feel too much
I scream without a sound
Won't someone cut me down?
I give and give, just not to me
Make others shine — then let them leave
I'm terrified to need someone
'Cause when I do
They always run
"You're too much."
"You're not enough."
"Just be okay."
"Why are you so rough?"
There's a mirror in my mind
A version of me I can't find —
The one who reaches through the glass
And dares to say
"You'll be free at last."
Can't you see the chains I wear?
I'm bound by shadows I can't repair
Longing just to feel enough
But drowning when I give too much
I reach but can't be found
Won't someone cut me down?
Or show me how
To save myself somehow