You say you’re fine when the room gets tight
Say you prefer it without the light
Stack brick thoughts till they block the door
Call it safe, but it’s something more

You learned to breathe in a narrow span
Hands in pockets, invisible plan
Tell yourself you don’t need the crowd
But silence gets heavy when it’s that loud

The walls you built
Are closing in
You call it strength
But it’s paper-thin

The walls you built
Keep you alone
You say you’re solid
But you’re all stone

You keep receipts of every slight
File them away in the dead of night
Blueprint pride in a steel-framed chest
But pressure cracks what you don’t confess

You stand so still you forget to move
Say you’ve got nothing left to prove
But locked doors echo when no one’s near
And strength sounds different when it’s just you there

You don’t have to carry it like that.
You don’t have to turn to stone.

The walls you built
Are closing in
You call it strength
But it’s paper-thin

The walls you built
Can still come down
You don’t lose power
When you turn around

(You don’t lose power)
(When you turn around)