The Girl Who Never Fit The Frame

An emotional anthem about AuDHD, identity, and finding yourself. [Verse 1] I was the girl who talked too much, With a thousand thoughts I couldn't hush, My head was full of colours and dreams, A million worlds no one else could see. I'd make a friend, then lose my way, Never quite knew the right words to say, I'd laugh too loud, I'd feel too deep, With restless thoughts that wouldn't sleep. I knew I was different, even back then, Trying so hard to fit in with them, But I was dancing to a different sound, Always the odd one standing out. [Pre-Chorus] And nobody could tell me why, My mind was racing while the world passed by, I tried to be what they wanted to see, But I didn't know how to just be me. [Chorus] Maybe I was never meant to fit the frame, Maybe different doesn't mean there's something wrong with my name, I've spent my whole life trying to understand The girl inside the woman, the child inside the plans. Too much talking, too much feeling, A restless mind that never stops revealing, Now I'm searching through the years to find The pieces of a puzzle I left behind. Maybe I'm not broken, maybe I'm just me, Learning how to love the parts I couldn't see. [Verse 2] I've made decisions on a passing thought, Said things too quickly, then tied myself in knots, Little habits, little rituals, the things I do, The way I see the world through a different view. I've been the quirky one, the one who stands apart, The creative soul with a thousand things at heart, Making something beautiful from what's inside my head, While overthinking every single word I've said. Some days I'm full of fire, some days I disappear, Sometimes the smallest things can feel too loud in here, I've worn a smile when I was lost inside, And wondered how much of myself I had to hide. [Pre-Chorus] And all those years I called myself too much, Too sensitive, too different, out of touch, I wish that little girl could see me now, I'd tell her she was always enough somehow. [Chorus] Maybe I was never meant to fit the frame, Maybe different doesn't mean there's something wrong with my name, I've spent my whole life trying to understand The girl inside the woman, the child inside the plans. Too much talking, too much feeling, A restless mind that never stops revealing, Now I'm searching through the years to find The pieces of a puzzle I left behind. Maybe I'm not broken, maybe I'm just me, Learning how to love the parts I couldn't see. [Verse 3] Now the seasons of my body start to change, And even familiar things don't feel the same, My patience comes and goes, my thoughts run wild, I'm searching for the woman beneath the child. Is it hormones, is it who I've always been? Are there answers hiding underneath my skin? Was I masking all those years to get along? Was I trying to be someone else all along? I'm looking back with eyes I've never had, Understanding moments, both the good and bad, Maybe there's a reason for the things I do, Maybe there's a way to understand me too. [Bridge] To the girl who never quite belonged, Who wondered why she felt so wrong, Who painted dreams and talked for hours, Who found her peace in art and flowers. You don't have to quiet every thought, You don't have to be what you're not, You don't need to change your colours Just to shine like all the others. And if the answers take their time, I'll keep untangling this heart of mine, I'm more than labels, more than doubt, I'm finally learning what I'm about. [Final Chorus] Maybe I was never meant to fit the frame, And I don't have to hide or be ashamed, I've spent my whole life trying to understand The girl inside the woman I am. All my talking, all my feeling, All the parts of me I've spent years concealing, I'm gathering the pieces, letting go of the shame, And learning to embrace the girl who never fit the frame. Maybe I'm not broken, maybe I'm just me, There's so much more to who I'm meant to be. And whatever answers time may bring, I'll stop apologising for everything. [Outro] To the girl I was, And the woman I'm becoming, I'm sorry it took so long To hear your heart still drumming. I may not have the answers, But one thing I can see… I was never too much. I was always me.