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点击复制I wake up tired, my thoughts still spin,
the noise begins beneath my skin.
The mirror sighs, “you’re faking fine,”
I wear a smile that isn’t mine.
My mind won’t rest, it fires again,
each thought a storm I can’t contain.
I breathe, it burns — a quiet plea,
to calm the war inside of me.
I’m fine, I say, I’m fine tonight,
just need the dark to dim the light.
I fake a peace they want to see,
and call it strength, pretending free.
My hands still shake when truth appears,
I’ve learned to laugh between the fears.
I build my walls, they fall apart,
each brick a piece of someone’s heart.
Scars whisper back “you’ve lost before,”
I whisper, “no, I’ll fight once more.”
She screams my name, I hear her cry,
the part of me I can’t deny.
She says, “you’re scared, but let it show.”
And deep inside, I think I know.
She’s not my curse, she’s not my sin,
she’s where the fire once begins.
If peace means silence — let it die,
I’ll scream my truth into the sky.
There’s no more war inside of me,
her voice is mine, it’s meant to be.
She’s not hate — she’s clarity,
and I’m at peace with being me.