Siddhu SP

I gave it all

heart full of chaos,

soul torn between silence and storms.

Not to a lover.

Not even to a stranger.

Just to a name...

a name I still whisper between breakdowns and bars.

She didn’t leave.

She just turned into someone

I mean nothing to now.

These words?

They’re not just lyrics.

They’re my survival manual

for nights I can't breathe,

for mornings I don’t want to wake up,

for the wars I fight inside my own mind.

Bipolar thoughts.

Depression.

Anxiety.

Panic attacks.

I battle them all alone,

but loud through every track.

A... my best friend, who became a memory.

S... someone too special to be defined.

P... my ex, my everything—maybe once, maybe always.

This channel is not for fame.

It’s for healing.

For scars that sing.

For those who love, lose, and live...

even when it hurts.

This is Siddhu SP.

Unfiltered. Unhealed. Unapologetic.