In rooms that shine, the echo grows A polished life, in monochrome Gold looks good on everybody But it doesn't fill the body Laugh on cue, pose for light Empty hands in gloves of white There's a comfort that can freeze the skin Soft beds, soft words, a quiet grin Crowds say: Perfec, friends say: Blessed But silence taps inside the chest Dinner plates and camera flashes Sweet routines in tidy matches Every fine becomes a trend A pretty loop that never ends And somewhere under all that glow A darker current starts to flow Not sad enough to call for help Just numb enough to feel like self We're dressed in daylight, built to please But starving where nobody sees Sparkle loud, keep spirits high While something in us stays denied Turn it up, let panic bloom Make a shrine out of the room If the shine can't make us whole Let the rhythm take control Count it out, don't ask why Breathe in bright, exhale dry Clap on two, smile on three Hide the hollow, move with me Approval tastes like sugar glass Sweet for seconds, then it cracks Being good becomes a job A careful heart behind a lock Everyone gets the curated you The version that can't bruise in public view But late at night, behind the grin The quiet asks: What's underneath? If comfort is a velvet If comfort is a cradle made of light Why does it feel like losing sight? And if we step off perfect lines Do we fall, or do we find? Some emptiness wears perfume Some loneliness fills a room We don't break, we just go thin Like paper lanterns in the wind So dance it clean, dance it cold Till the truth turns gold Not healed, just awake Not safe, just brave We're dressed in daylight, built to please But starving where nobody sees Sparkle loud, keep spirits high While something in us stays denied Turn it up, let panic bloom Make a shrine out of the room If the shine can't make us whole Let the rhythm take control Behind the glass, we learn to glow