Lyric

Even if the world forgets—

These words cut deep

Turn to blood

Then memory

Then tears

Then a scream

If someone survives

That’s enough for me

“I must speak.”

To light a fire

For those whose voices were silenced

Whose cries were crushed in silence

We hate those who fled, survived

Brushing off wounds as “just how the system works,”

Ignoring, turning blind eyes—

Calling inequality “fate,”

Leaving the storytellers clean-handed

Letting others suffer and die

Stepping on the necks of the robbed

Expressionless

Their hearts stained with emptiness

Living lies without end

“Those whose voices were silenced”

Truths laid out like corpses

Burned and buried deep in history

The voices you ignored—

The screams of that day—

Still smolder quietly

Like dying embers

“Silence is complicity.”

“Smiles and murder are cruelly alike.”

What we’re burning isn’t hope

But the wreckage of screams carved in darkness

Flames raging deep

In the abyss of silence

The moment we wished to be needed

We distorted ourselves, suppressed

Even our silent screams stolen away

I never wanted to show anyone

The real me—

Because the moment I was seen through

I felt I’d be discarded

Fake smiles quietly break people

More than real despair ever could

Love and destruction share the same pain—

I “didn’t want to be hated,”

Couldn’t be kind

Because I truly loved

I hurt you

Because protecting myself

Meant ending with hatred

Though I loved you—

I destroyed you with my own hands

The void left by those who vanished—

We were made to never exist

Quietly

Breathing while dying

Unremembered

Unproven

Unseen

Pretending to be okay

Forcing myself to be someone needed—

Still unnoticed

Though I was right here

I just didn’t want to be told “You’re not needed.”

Better to erase myself

Than be broken by someone else

Even if the world forgets

If these words

Pierce someone’s heart

Turn to blood

Become memory

Tears

A scream

And survive—

Then I sever all ties

All feelings, voices, and places erased—

Leaving only this last life behind

I had no choice but to end it myself—

There was nowhere left to run