LYRIC FOR SALE

By Alija

(Verse 1)

I grew up feeling like a warning sign wearing human skin,
Like every room I walked into already knew I wouldn’t fit in.
People look at me like I’m a problem they don’t want to solve,
like I’m a story written wrong — too broken to evolve.
Shadows whisper sins I never meant to keep,
And somehow they echo louder every time I try to sleep.
They say mistakes don’t shape you, but mine molded every part.
Now even love feels dangerous when it starts.
My parents used my heart as something they could criticize,
Told me I’d never be enough — I learned to shrink to survive.
And if the ones who made me couldn’t love me from the start,
Who else could ever choose someone with a fracture for a heart?
Around good people I feel guilty just for breathing in,
like they pretend I'm welcome while they talk behind a grin.
I say I don’t care — but the truth hits hard and fast,
Every word they throw at me turns present into past.

(Pre-Chorus)

And when I finally feel safe, all I think about is fear,
Trust breaks first — it disappears.
Being left behind feels softer than pretending to belong,
Abandonment became my lullaby, twisted into song.

(Chorus)

I feel trapped in a cage made of things I can’t undo,
Broken wings that never fly, but still want to.
If I’m the wrong kind of angel they refuse to see,
Tell me… is there space in this world for someone like me?

(Verse 2)

I stayed too long in cold rooms where kindness couldn’t grow,
Where violence moved like weather and affection felt like snow.
Now freedom feels like fear, like something that won’t last,
‘Cause every time I try to heal, my mind replays the past.
I learned pain like a language no one taught me to speak,
I learned sadness like a muscle that grows stronger every week.
Do I feel anything else? I honestly don’t know —
Except when he’s around, when the world softens slow.
But the fears in my lungs don’t want to let me breathe.
They say “he’ll leave first — you better learn how to leave.”
How do I turn this hurt into something I can keep?
How do I build a future when my past runs too deep?
Thoughts crash like waves dragging me underneath,
stealing every breath before I even get to breathe.
I see a future full of stars, but I’m stuck in a black hole,
trying to save the light inside me before the darkness takes control.


(Pre-Chorus)

I keep reaching out with hands that shake,
Trying to rebuild the parts they tried to break.
I want to be the version of me they’ve never seen —
But my history fights back like it's stuck in between.

(Chorus)

I feel trapped in a cage made of things I can’t undo,
Broken wings that never fly, but still want to.
If I’m the wrong kind of angel they refuse to see,
Tell me… is there space in this world for someone like me?

(Bridge)

If I’m too different to be loved, then tell me why I still crave touch,
Why someone “so wrong” can still feel this much.
Maybe the darkness in me isn’t evil — just misunderstood,
Maybe I’m not broken… just badly carved from childhood.

(Verse 3)

I’m trying to make peace with the echo inside my chest,
with the parts of me that fear love, and the parts that love best.
Some days I feel human, some days I feel erased,
like I’m a poem unfinished, missing lines they misplaced.
But somewhere in the silence, something small survives —
A tired hope whispering through the cracks of my life.
And maybe — just maybe — I’m not the villain in this tale,
Maybe I’m a damaged angel learning how not to fail.

(Chorus Final)

I feel trapped in a cage made of things I can’t undo,
Broken wings that never fly, but still want to.
If I’m the wrong kind of angel they refuse to see,
Tell me… is there space in this world for someone like me?


(Outro)

I’m bruised,
I’m strange,
I’m heavier than most hearts can hold —
But maybe the wrong kind of angel
Still deserves a place to unfold.