[Verse 1]
There's a stillness at the surface, a scale held in each hand,
A mind that weighs the world before it takes a stand,
You feel what others miss before they speak a word,
A whole ocean underneath what no one ever heard,
You light up every room but do your shining out of sight,
A quiet kind of powerful — a deeply burning light

[PreChorus]
But the calm they see is just one side of you,
There are tides inside that run the whole way through

[Chorus]
Paris, you were written in a balanced, burning sky,
Every contradiction in you is the reason you shine,
The scales don't mean you're torn — they mean you hold it all,
You were made for depth, not distance — rise and let them fall

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient pressed beneath the ground,
You give yourself completely and you ask for nothing back,
You've learned to need approval like a compass finds its track,
But the worth you keep on searching for was always yours to claim,
Every time you bent to keep the peace, you stayed and that's no shame

[PreChorus]
You've carried what the world couldn't see or name,
And still you showed up open, whole, and unafraid

[Chorus]
Paris, you were written in a balanced, burning sky,
Every contradiction in you is the reason you shine,
The scales don't mean you're torn — they mean you hold it all,
You were made for depth, not distance — rise and let them fall

[Verse 3]
You think in layers others never think to reach,
A mind that turns things over like a stone beneath the beach,
You've questioned what you're worth when the mirror felt unclear,
But every doubt you've wrestled through has made your vision sharper here,
Your truest gifts were forged in what you almost didn't say,
The world leans in when someone lights the truth without display

[PreChorus]
You don't need to earn the space that you already fill,
The cosmos wrote your name and it is written there still

[Chorus]
Paris, you were written in a balanced, burning sky,
Every contradiction in you is the reason you shine,
The scales don't mean you're torn — they mean you hold it all,
You were made for depth, not distance — rise and let them fall

[Bridge]
You are not the sum of what you gave away,
Not the silence that you kept on a difficult day,
What you carry is a lantern, not a weight to bear,
You were never hard to love — just rare

[Outro]
The stars don't burn to prove themselves, and neither should you,
Paris, every part of you — the whole and the wound — is true,
You were always enough, from the very first light,
A Libra born to balance and to walk toward the bright