Girl in the picture frame (song)

Found a box beneath the bed
Full of ghosts I thought had fled
Photographs with heavy eyes
Smiles like masks in thin disguise

She looks like me, or so they say
But she’s a world, a breath away
Her shoulders tense, her laughter strained
A quiet storm that never rained

I don’t know that girl in the picture frame
Her face is mine but not the same
Ten years gone and now I see
A stranger staring back at me
But maybe she was trying to be
A future glimpse of almost me...

Coffee stains and sleepless nights
Biting lips and silent fights
Her journal reads in crooked lines:
"I'm fine, I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fucking fine..."

I want to hold her, tell her "Wait,
You’ll learn to bend, not just to break."
The mirror cracked, but didn’t fall—
She made it through, after all

I don’t know that girl in the picture frame
Her face is mine but not the same
Ten years gone and now I see
A stranger staring back at me
But maybe she was trying to be
A future glimpse of almost me....

Now here I stand, in softer light
Still healing scars, but standing right
And in the mix of joy and ache
I find the pieces she helped to make

I don’t know that girl in the picture frame
But sometimes I whisper her name
She taught me how to lose, then grow
And now I let her gently go
Still sometimes, in a photograph I see—
A smile that feels like... almost me

© Anima Scribit

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Beschreibung des Autors zu "Girl in the picture frame (song)"

Mein erster Versuch mal etwas auf Englisch zu schreibem. Nachdem Schreiben in letzer Zeit keinen großen Raum in meinem Leben eingenommen hat, ist es glaube ich Zeit, etrwas daran zu verändern.

Vertonung in Arbeit :)

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