Myself from Life Lessons by Second Chance Charade
Tracklist
| 8. | Myself | 4:54 |
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I’ve spent half my life running from a childhood
That keeps showing up in every mirror I face.
I learned to hide my heartbeat in my own hands,
Like it was something dangerous I needed to erase.
I grew up thinking pain was just a family tradition,
Passed down like an heirloom no one asked to take.
And every time I try to love myself a little,
The past whispers, “fraud,” and the ground starts to shake.
[Pre-Chorus]
But I’m tired of treating my memories like monsters,
Tired of letting old ghosts write my name.
I want to feel whole without apologizing
I want to stop setting myself on fire for blame.
[Chorus]
So teach me how to stay when I start to disappear,
How to hold my own hand when the panic reappears.
I’ve been patching up the cracks that I swore were permanent,
Trying to believe I’m worthy of the life I haven’t lived yet.
If healing takes time, then I’ll give it what it takes
’Cause I’m done letting yesterday tell me what I break.
[Verse 2]
I’ve been learning my reflection like it’s someone I just met,
Someone softer, someone trying, someone hurting but honest.
I used to flinch at kindness like it was a trap door
Didn’t know love could exist without a promise.
I’ve held anger like armor, held guilt like religion,
Held onto every “you’re not enough” that I swallowed whole.
But I’m tired of building houses out of old accusations
I want a place where even my shadows feel control.
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I’m tired of treating my memories like monsters,
Tired of letting old ghosts write my name.
I want to feel whole without apologizing
I want to stop setting myself on fire for blame.
[Chorus]
So teach me how to stay when I start to disappear,
How to hold my own hand when the panic reappears.
I’ve been patching up the cracks that I swore were permanent,
Trying to believe I’m worthy of the life I haven’t lived yet.
If healing takes time, then I’ll give it what it takes
’Cause I’m done letting yesterday tell me what I break.
[Bridge]
I know I can’t rewrite the pages they tore,
But I can choose what I write from here.
I’m learning that hope doesn’t scream like the past
Sometimes it whispers, “You’re allowed to be here.”
And maybe loving myself won’t feel natural at first,
But nothing does when you’ve never been taught.
So I’ll keep trying, even through the shaking
’Cause surviving isn’t the same as feeling forgot.
[Outro]
If I can learn to breathe without bracing for the pain,
Maybe I can learn to love the parts of me that stayed.
And if I fall apart sometimes, I’ll build a softer place
’Cause healing isn’t leaving who I was…
It’s learning how to face
The person I became.
