I faced the mirror, eyes unsure,
A story etched, though pages torn.
Each scar a line that can endure,
A softer self was gently born.
I hold my heart in my hands,
It beats to my own command.
I’m learning to breathe where I stand,
Love grows strong from deep within.
No need for a map or demand,
This is where my soul begins.
The world once dim, I now embrace,
No longer chasing fleeting trends.
Each smile reflects my truest face,
A heart rebuilt, a love ascends.
Through every fall, I found my voice,
A quiet strength, my loudest choice.
I’m not the storm, I’m what remains,
The calm that lingers after rain.
I hold my heart in my hands,
It beats to my own command.
I’m learning to breathe where I stand,
Love grows strong from deep within.
No need for a map or demand,
This is where my soul begins.
