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Damaged

Rebuilt My Spine

I don’t feel like me…
I don’t even know who that is anymore.

Woke up staring at a stranger’s face,
My reflection don’t know my name.
Every scar, every sleepless night,
Took a piece of me I’ll never find.
They say I’ve changed, like it’s a crime,
But I killed who I was just to survive.
Don’t tell me I’m fine, don’t call it growth,
I buried that version, I dug the hole.

And I don’t recognize my hands,
These are not the dreams I planned.
Every smile feels like a chore,
I don’t feel like myself anymore.

I don’t feel like myself anymore,
Every step feels strange on this floor.
I’ve been rearranged, torn apart,
Built new walls around my heart.
I don’t feel like myself anymore,
And maybe that’s what hurt is for.
I’m alive, but I’m not who I was before,
I don’t feel like myself anymore.

People say, “I miss the old you,”
No shit — that version wouldn’t have made it through.
You want her back, but she’s long gone,
Burned her down just to carry on.
Strength ain’t free, it’s got a cost,
And the price was everything I lost.
I’m still here, but not the same,
A body with a different name.

And I don’t recognize my hands,
These are not the dreams I planned.
Every smile feels like a chore,
I don’t feel like myself anymore.

I don’t feel like myself anymore,
Every step feels strange on this floor.
I’ve been rearranged, torn apart,
Built new walls around my heart.
I don’t feel like myself anymore,
And maybe that’s what hurt is for.
I’m alive, but I’m not who I was before,
I don’t feel like myself anymore.

Don’t tell me to “move on.”
Don’t tell me “it’s just life.”
I’ve been bleeding in silence,
While you handed me knives.
If I seem unrecognizable,
It’s because I chose to live,
I had to kill the old me…
So this one could exist.

I don’t feel like myself anymore,
Every step feels strange on this floor.
I’ve been rearranged, torn apart,
Built new walls around my heart.
I don’t feel like myself anymore,
And maybe that’s what hurt is for.
I’m alive, but I’m not who I was before,
I don’t feel like myself anymore.

I don’t feel like me…
I don’t feel like me…
Anymore.

I Don't Feel Like Me

Folio XIII:IX — “The Heart Beyond Division” At the center of all endings blooms the singular garden. Light rises from the soil itself; each petal is a lifetime, each thorn a sacrifice. Those who enter are absorbed into perfection, becoming part of the memory of all that ever was.

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