Eggshells & Silence

One year, five and a half months, I’ve been holding my breath. Living in a glass house, scared to cause a scene or a death. Every word is measured, every step is quiet and slow, A smile plastered on my face when all I want to do is e*****e. I built this shelter, paid the dues, but this house isn’t mine. It’s a prison of politeness, a slow waste of time. The air is too thick, the walls are closing in tight. I can’t live for your comfort, not one more damn night. I’m scraping the fragments of the person I used to be, And I'm screaming at the mirror, “It’s time to break free!” No more walking on eggshells, no more keeping the peace. I am done being quiet. I demand my release! This is my ground, my rules, my life to arrange. You’ve worn out your welcome; it’s time for a change. Get the hell out! Let me breathe again! I need my home back, and that’s where this story will end. Your whispers like daggers, your silence a blade, Every compromise I made just left me betrayed. I’m done with the charade, the guilt-tripping games, This hollowed-out fortress won’t echo your name. The cracks in the foundation are splitting wide open, No more begging for mercy, no more unspoken. I’m gathering the ashes, the lies that you sold, And lighting a match to reclaim my own soul. No more walking on eggshells, no more keeping the peace. I am done being quiet. I demand my release! This is my ground, my rules, my life to arrange. You’ve worn out your welcome; it’s time for a change. Get the hell out! Let me breathe again! I need my home back, and that’s where this story will end. I know this means fire, I know this means w*r. But silence was killing me, rotting me right to the core. I’d rather face the wreckage, I’d rather stand alone, Than spend one more minute in a house that’s not my own. No more walking on eggshells, no more keeping the peace. I am done being quiet. I demand my release! This is my ground, my rules, my life to arrange. You’ve worn out your welcome; it’s time for a change. Get the hell out! Let me breathe again! I need my home back, and that’s where this story will end.