I walk the line through narrow streets
Heavy walls close in on me
I try so hard to do things right
To live a day, to sleep a night


My body’s tired, my mind is fast
A storm of fear, an angry past
Full of pain and dread and sin
Wanting just to leave this skin


I'm still inside the walls I built
They shake with blame, they drip with guilt
Each brick, a name I learned by heart
Each shadow knows the broken part


I try to breathe but air won't stay
It slips like ghosts, it runs away
The floorboards creak with things unsaid
The night crawls in and fills my bed


The mirrors lie or stare too long
They hum the tune of someone’s wrong
And I can’t scream—it’s much too late
The silence knows, it guards the gate


I press my palms against the frame
But all I feel is glass and flame
It burns but doesn’t leave a mark
It hides like wolves that haunt the dark


So if I sleep, don’t pull me back
Don’t light the match, don’t break the black
Just let me float in this old skin
Still inside, but not giving in