I don't owe you soft I don't owe you loud I don't owe the version You rehearse out loud You want the chapter, not the book The cover, not the second look You frame me in your easy lines But I redraw me every time I built peace where silence screamed I walked storms you've only dreamed You call it cold, I call it choice You missed the power in my voice, no I won't pause to fit your frame My strength don't come with sweet or shame And if I vanish from your script That's still a power move Grace without permission Fire in precision I don't need the role you cast I am future, not your past Grace without permission No soft transmission I won't shrink for your control I'm the silence you can't hold You crave the version that performs That bends, that bows, that keeps you warm But I am thunder dressed in calm A hurricane inside my palm You measure me by how I bend But I define where lines should end I'm not your mirror, not your mold I'm the answer you don't hold back I don't edit to be heard I won't trade depth to fit your word This freedom wasn't handed down I carved it when no one was around Grace without permission Fire in precision I don't need the role you cast I am future, not your past Grace without permission No soft transmission I won't shrink for your control I'm the silence you can't hold Don't decode me to feel safe I'm not a riddle, I'm escape You want soft so you don't shake But I'm not small enough to fake Grace without permission Power in transition I am not your echo's ghost I'm the voice you feel the most Grace without permission Truth in repetition You can't box what I became And you won't survive my name