Not Yet

Lyrics

I hear her blink
a warning light.
Her breath folds in,
No time for flight.
The air tastes metal.
It has no sound.
I float in silence,
unformed, unfound.

Don’t unwrap me.
The world still bleeds.
I’m not ready
to be a wound.

She drinks the news
like bitter tea.
Her fingers twitch
when no one sees.
A name inside,
A swallowed word.
I just curl tighter
unwritten, unheard.

If love is a room
she locked last year,
I’ll stay hidden
where no light reaches.

Don’t unwrap me.
The world still cries.
I’m not ready
Not yet
Not yet
Not yet

Not Yet is a quiet protest — a life waiting in the dark while the world trembles outside. A mother’s fear becomes the first language, and an unborn voice curls inward, choosing silence over a sky still bleeding. A small plea rises from the shadows: “Not yet.”