Lyrics: Dream Factory
Music: Dream Factory
Arranger: Dream Factory
I spent my youth in crowded rooms
But never felt the warmth of being truly seen
I learned to paint my edges soft and smooth
To fit inside a frame I never wanted to be in
And I tried to reshape my voice into their sound
But when I finally stopped, I found the ground
I'm not the outsider—I'm the center of my own map
The parts of me they called strange are my compass, my escape
Idon't need a door that opens to their world
I've built a kingdom from the things they called absurd
The fear of being left behind was just a ghost
I gave it a name, and I watched it fade
NowI'd rather stand alone with my own host
Than be a stranger in a place I never made
And Idon't need a crowd to tell meI'm okay
I've learned to recognize my own face in broad day
The lines I used to hide behind are now my own design
I'd rather be a whole mistake than a perfect line
I'm not the outsider anymore…
I'm home inside the personI've become…