Lying in my childhood bed Thoughts are racing in my head Pictures on the walls remain But I don't feel the same I hear their voices through The door Saying \"Why don't you smile more?\" But they don't know the weight I bear It's not that simple It's not that fair I'm trying to breathe Trying to stay In a house That feels so far away They love me But they don't see The storm that's growing inside of me Tiptoe through the kitchen floor Hiding how my heart is sore They ask me if I'm doing fine I nod and say \"I'm alright\" But in my mind I scream out loud Wishing I could just be proud Of who I am and what I feel Instead of hiding, forced to heal I'm trying to breathe Trying to stay In a house that feels So far away They love me But they don't see The storm that's growing inside of me One day I'll find The words to say That I love them But I'm not okay I need the space to heal To grow To let My true self finally show I'm trying to breathe Trying to stay In a house That feels so far away They love me But they don't see The storm that's growing inside of me Maybe one day they'll understand That love means more Than just holding hands I need to heal I need to be More than the child they still see