I love to play with myself

[Intro – soft fingerpicked acoustic guitar, faint piano arpeggios] Sunlight spills through cracked glass Dust motes dance where the light passes [Verse 1 – steady guitar strum, subtle shaker rhythm] I trace the grain of the old oak table Count the freckles on my own wrist able To wander where my mind wants to go No need to rush, no need to show [Pre-Chorus – added soft cello, rising vocal tone] The world outside can wait a while I’m safe here in my quiet style [Chorus – layered guitar, gentle piano swell, warm harmonies] I find my joy in small, slow things In the quiet where my heart sings No crowds, no noise, just me and time Winding through the day like a gentle rhyme [Verse 2 – same guitar rhythm, faint xylophone accent] I fold origami cranes from scrap paper Hum a tune that’s half-forgotten, maybe Draw circles in the condensation On the window, watching the sensation [Pre-Chorus – slightly louder cello, more confident vocals] The clock can tick, the sky can fade I’m right here, and that’s okay [Chorus – fuller instrumentation, layered vocal harmonies] I find my peace in quiet space In the slow, soft, gentle pace No demands, no hurried call Just me, and the quiet, standing tall [Bridge – stripped back to solo acoustic guitar, soft vocals] I don’t need anyone to see This quiet joy that lives in me It’s mine to keep, mine to hold A warm, soft story yet untold [Solo – gentle piano melody, soft guitar accompaniment] (Instrumental Solo) [Chorus – full instrumentation, soaring harmonies, maximum warmth] I find my joy in small, slow things In the quiet where my heart sings No crowds, no noise, just me and time Winding through the day like a gentle rhyme [Outro – fading guitar, final piano note] Sunlight dips below the sill Quiet joy, and I am still