Lyric

I am not angry at the past

I am not burning what I miss

I am only standing here inside

The dress that no longer fits

It used to fall so easy

Like it knew my name

I wore it through the photographs

And smiled inside the frame

You said I looked like myself

In the softest kind of light

I wanted that to be enough

So I called the feeling right

But something pulled beneath the skin

A quiet warning at the seam

I kept saying I was fine

Like fine was close to free

The dress that no longer fits

Still knows the shape I used to be

Still holds the warmth of someone

Who was easier to keep

I do not hate the way it held me

I do not hate the years I spent

But I cannot make a home

Inside the body that I left

There were rooms I learned to soften

There were hands I learned to please

There were mirrors where I practiced

Looking light enough to need

I kept the buttons fastened

Through every careful year

I thought if nothing tore apart

Then nothing disappeared

But comfort has a language

That can sound a lot like fear

And I have been translating pain

Into reasons to stay here

The dress that no longer fits

Still knows the shape I used to be

Still holds the warmth of someone

Who was easier to keep

I do not hate the way it held me

I do not hate the years I spent

But I cannot make a home

Inside the body that I left

I can fold it without shame

I can touch it without grief

I can thank the girl who wore it

For surviving underneath

She was not wrong for staying

She was not weak for this

She only had to grow beyond

The dress that no longer fits

The dress that no longer fits

Still knows the shape I used to be

But I am not the same girl

Trying not to breathe

I do not hate the way it held me

I do not hate the years I spent

Now I am stepping out slowly

Into the body that I kept

I am not angry at the past

I am not burning what I miss

I am only learning life outside

The dress that no longer fits