I Just Wanna Feel Seen

I've cried thru many empty nights, wishin' I could make it feel alright. But they never really saw me, even when I gave 'em my best. I don't know what they saw in me, only how it made me feel. I don't know what they called it, I just know it wasn’t real. And I'm tired of feeling lonely while I'm holdin' someone's hand. I'm tired of bein' "almost," tired of bein' "maybe," too, Tired of bein' everything except somebody's honest truth. When will I meet someone who sees me, not the story in their head? Not the girl they edit down to keep their conscience fed. Someone who doesn't love my silence more than they love my voice. When will I meet someone who finally, finally makes me their choice? I've been the calm in others' storms, the "it's fine" and "I'm okay," I've been the one who holds the weight so no one walks away. But I'm tired of love that disappears the second I get real. I want someone who can sit with me and not need me to heal. I don't need some grand romance, no white horse at my gate. Just someone who stays consistent instead of showin' up too late. When will I meet someone who sees me, not the story in their head? Not the girl they edit down to keep their conscience fed. Someone who doesn't love my silence more than they love my voice. When will I meet someone who finally, finally makes me their choice? 'Cause I'm not "too much," I'm not "too intense," I’m not that hard to hold, I'm just a woman with a whole damn heart who's tired of bein' controlled. I'm tired of bein' misunderstood by people who don't even try, Tired of bein' loved for the role I play when I'm dyin' inside. So when will I meet someone who sees me, and doesn't flinch or run? Someone who doesn't need to reshape me into somebody easier to love. Someone who looks past all my armor and the smile I use to breathe, When will I meet someone who finally, finally sees me? yeah, I just wanna feel seen… yeah, I just wanna feel seen.