
When storms inside refuse to sleep,
and shadows in your chest run deep,
when tears and heat both stake their claim,
and no one seems to ask your name—
Sit here and breathe, don’t run, don’t flee.
You’re safe right now. Just be with me.
[Musical interlude]
You’re not too much, not sharp, not wrong,
your ache’s a verse inside a song.
And even if the tune feels lost,
I’ll hum beside you, at no cost.
No need to smile or play pretend.
I’m not in rush. I’m not the end.
[Musical interlude]
Just rest your voice and lean your head—
there’s time to mend the threads you shed.
I see you, even through the fear.
You’re not alone. You’re still right here.