Boundaries Not Barrier

Lyrics:- In a room that hums like oceans, faces drift, they pass me by. I sit still — but I’m unraveling, lost in a crowd, but alone inside. Do we truly regret the moves we made… or the ones… we never dared to play? I keep my distance, invisible fences, learning to breathe… just day by day. In the crowd I’m a single window, fogged by the breath of other lives. I smile… the light bends, then leaves me, a lonely refrain that survives. Boundaries are guides, not barrier, I whisper soft to my fragile trust. Some hearts don’t know how to hate at all, they only bleed… and quietly love. I began to draw invisible lines, no matter who… I was dealing with. Careful eyes, set distance, monitoring hearts so they wouldn’t slip in. Dreams once fed me, now it’s only fears, a hunger that cries, yet finds no ears. Some things stay broken — hearts, glass, promises, I still wish… more chose repair over replacements. In the crowd I’m a single window, fogged by the breath of other lives. I smile… the light bends, then leaves me, a lonely refrain that survives. The more “thank you” you say… the softer the heart. The more “I’m sorry” you say… the wiser you are. The more “goodbyes” you say… the more you learn of love, and I keep learning in the dark. Every person… turns into a lesson. Every word… feels like punishment. Every memory… a painful story. Every day… makes me wish less for living. Every dream — nightmare, Every fear — became. Every blessing… feels like a curse, but still I’m here, soft and unashamed. They say love walks in seven stages: Attraction, Attachment, Love, Trust… then Worship, Obsession… and the last one is death. And maybe I’ve lived them in silence already, inside my chest. In crowds I’m my own horizon, a sunrise folded in my hands. I won’t trade my edges to be easier, I won’t hollow out for their demands. Boundaries are guides, not barrier, I sing it loud till my soul believes. Some hearts… only know how to love — even broken, even bleeding, I am one of these. I watch them orbit, laugh, repair their breaks, and sometimes I wonder — is my silence a shield or a grave? So if I was quiet in a crowded room, don’t mistake the silence for despair. I’ve built a home from all my aching — and I’ve found myself… still there. °°°°°°°°°°°°° Description:- The song has been generated with the help of Artificial intelligence tools. Lyrics are written from personal daily diary. -------------------------