Breaking the Mold

I spent so long trying to fit I forgot I could leave.

There’s a version of me You keep asking to see

The one who never disagrees The one who makes it easy

I learned exactly when to smile Exactly what to say

But every time I played that part I gave another piece away

Now the room is getting smaller

And the ceiling’s coming down

I’ve been shrinking for so long I barely recognize the sound

I’M STEPPING OUT OF THE FRAME!

You don’t get to draw me anymore I’m done becoming somebody else

Just to keep you comfortable I’M STEPPING OUT OF THE FRAME!

Let the picture fall apart

I’d rather stand here as myself Than disappear inside your heart

You called it being difficult I called it finally speaking

You called it being selfish I called it finally breathing

Every rule had an exception Every boundary had a cost

I kept giving up the pieces Then wondered why I felt so

lost

Now the room is getting smaller

But I finally see the door

I don’t need another reason

I don’t need permission

anymore I know you’ll call it selfish

I know you’ll say I’ve changed

You’re right about one thing—

I finally have

I’M NOT SORRY!

I’M NOT SORRY! FOR FINDING MY WAY BACK!

YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE!

(argh) YOU HAD YOUR SAY!

YOU DON’T GET TO WRITE

EVERY PAGE!

I’M DONE ASKING! I’M STEPPING OUT OF THE FRAME!

You don’t get to draw me anymore I’m done becoming somebody else

Just to keep you comfortable

I’M STEPPING OUT OF THE FRAME!

Let the picture hit the floor If being myself costs

everything Then I won’t pretend I’m yours I spent so long trying

to fit. Now there’s finally room to breathe.