The Villain In Someone's Story

No matter how carefully you carry people. No matter how honestly you show up. Somewhere in someone's memory you became the villain anyway. Not out of malice, just out of pain looking for a shape to blame. This song isn't an argument. It isn't an apology. It's just the quiet acceptance that you were never going to live inside everybody's version of you. So you stop trying. You know what you carried. You know why you stayed and why you left. And you leave the verdict to memory, where it always belonged anyway.