Sweaty hands shake inconsolably
This isn't me, this is what I was conditioned to be
A childhood of illusory agency
I'm not what they wanted for me
I know it's a lot to absorb
But I want you to help me
Deconstruct and rebuild on the good
And start a new idea of livelihood
I'm not broken but I was getting there
Before I found you I was freezing up
And I just want you to know
That I don't know everything
Some days it feels like anything
But home is here and I'll never go
