They throw their shadows on my skin

Paint me with the colors of their sin

I’m a mirror they don’t want to see

A puzzle piece that doesn’t fit their plea

Their voices like echoes in my mind

A twisted chorus I can’t unwind

I’m not your fear I’m not your pride

I’m not the mask where your ghosts hide

I’m just a light you can’t contain

But you’ll see me through your own pain

Their words are arrows tipped in doubt

They aim to keep my truth locked out

But through their noise I hear the sound

Of broken children reaching out

Their stories stain the air I breathe

But I see the scars they try to sheathe

I’m not your fear I’m not your pride

I’m not the mask where your ghosts hide

I’m just a light you can’t contain

But you’ll see me through your own pain