Life Isn't What Teaches Love

Life Isn’t What Teaches Love

Verse 1
They all talked like they already knew me,
like someone handed them a script
before I ever opened my mouth.
I tried to say a few real things,
but they’d look at me confused
and give my words to someone else
who “fit the part” better.

Pre-Chorus
It wasn’t hate.
It wasn’t cruelty.
Just a lazy kind of certainty
that people are roles,
not souls.

Chorus
Life teaches you to follow the lines,
but it never teaches you how to feel.
People grow up learning how to function,
not how to hear the truth in someone’s voice.
They don’t see you,
they see their worldview,
like a filter they forgot they’re wearing.
Life teaches you how to work,
but love…
love is something else entirely.

Verse 2
I joked my way through the halls,
because what else do you do
when someone’s already decided who you are?
They’d call me dumb,
then repeat my thoughts later
as if someone smarter had said them first.
Not because they meant harm,
but because their picture of me
couldn’t hold the weight of who I actually was.

Pre-Chorus
I wasn’t invisible.
I was overwritten.
Edited to fit the comfort
of someone else’s expectations.

Chorus
Life teaches you to follow the lines,
but it never teaches you how to feel.
People grow up learning how to function,
not how to hear the truth in someone’s voice.
They don’t see you,
they see their worldview,
like a filter they forgot they’re wearing.
Life teaches you how to work,
but love…
love is something else entirely.

Bridge
Maybe that’s why I talk in spirals.
Maybe that’s why I dream in fractals.
Maybe that’s why I look for love
in the cracks between all the noise.
Because love doesn’t care about roles,
or labels,
or who’s supposed to be the smart one.
Love doesn’t assign characters.
It just sees.

Verse 3
Sometimes I wish I had more lives
just to show people a few different versions of me—
the quiet one,
the thinker,
the chaos-maker,
the heart they never noticed.
But I only get one.
So I’m learning to be real
even when someone else
is still reading from the wrong script.

Final Chorus
Life teaches you to show up,
to get through,
to take the shape they expect.
But love breaks all that.
Love sees the layers,
the depth,
the truth under the mask.
Life teaches you how to operate,
but love teaches you who you are.
Life isn’t what governs love—
it never has.
That’s why love always feels like freedom.

Outro
If you ever really talk to me,
you’ll see it.
The parts no worldview can shrink.
The person I’ve always been
behind the character
the world keeps trying to cast.