I got good at holding myself together so well nobody thought to ask

One more "just a little tired" and the whole thing closes over

Somewhere I got so precise about not showing where it frays

I can't tell anymore what keeping it together is keeping in

But even when the version of me that manages looks steady from a distance

There's still a thread somewhere below that keeps on pulling

So if you're barely holding on to something you can't name just yet

Don't cut it off too soon — the fraying doesn't mean it's coming down

I've got you

I've got you

There's a kind of tired that no amount of sleep gets underneath

Where mornings feel like something you forgot to prepare for

I know that one — the going through the days in careful pieces

Keeping just enough together that nobody looks too close

Somewhere I stopped listening to what I was actually running low on

Called it not complaining, called it being someone people could rely on

But all that holding-in had its own kind of cost I wasn't counting

Deciding that's just how things are — that's the part I'm done accepting

'Cause even when you've stretched yourself so thin for so long it starts to feel like normal

Something in you still remembers what it felt like not to carry all of this

So if the thread you're holding onto keeps getting harder to believe in

Let me be the weight that keeps you from becoming someone no one recognizes

I've got you

I've got you

No clean way through the parts that pull you sideways

All the way — I get it now

Keep reaching even when your hands don't know what they're reaching toward

That's what real looks like

Done wrapping up the parts of you that needed tending

Let it breathe — I get it now

Stop saving yourself for the moment when you finally feel ready

We can still head to freedom

Let the whole thing loosen up a little at a time

No more holding — live only once

Come completely undone and see what still remains

Nothing that unravels all the way stays gone

I've got you