In the crowded room, I stand alone,
A silent echo in a world unknown.
Whispers of judgment, like a bitter rain,
A heavy heart, carrying the weight of disdain.

(Pre-Chorus)
Behind these eyes, a story untold,
In the shadow of scorn, my spirit holds.
A melody of sorrow, a muted sound,
In the symphony of judgment that surrounds.

(Chorus)
Oh, the echoes of disdain, a piercing chord,
A lonely soul in a crowd ignored.
In the tapestry of scorn, I play my part,
A symphony of sadness in a wounded heart.

(Verse 2)
In the corners I linger, a ghost unseen,
Lost in the crowd, where shadows convene.
A canvas of judgment, strokes unkind,
Yet within, a resilience I find.

(Pre-Chorus)
Behind these eyes, a story untold,
In the shadow of scorn, my spirit holds.
A melody of sorrow, a muted sound,
In the symphony of judgment that surrounds.

(Chorus)
Oh, the echoes of disdain, a piercing chord,
A lonely soul in a crowd ignored.
In the tapestry of scorn, I play my part,


(Bridge)
But in the quietude of night, I rise,
From the ashes of judgment, I'll surprise.
A phoenix in pain, finding its wings,
I'll silence the critics, let my spirit sing.

(Verse 3)
For every tear that silently falls,
A testament to strength, despite the walls.
In the face of disdain, I'll stand tall,
A resilient heart, breaking through the thrall.

(Pre-Chorus)
Behind these eyes, a story untold,
In the shadow of scorn, my spirit holds.
A melody of sorrow, a muted sound,
In the symphony of judgment that surrounds.

(Chorus)
Oh, the echoes of disdain, a piercing chord,
A lonely soul in a crowd ignored.
In the tapestry of scorn, I play my part,
A symphony of sadness in a wounded heart.

(Outro)
So, let the world hear this silent song,
In the echoes of disdain, I'll grow strong.
For in the face of judgment, I'll find my art,
A symphony of resilience from a wounded heart.