In shadows deep, where doubts reside,
I searched for worth, a truth to guide.
Through whispers harsh and silent night,
I found my strength, a radiant light.

The mirror’s gaze, a tale it told,
Of battles fought, of hearts grown bold.
Each scar a mark, each tear a seed,
In worth and grace, I now believe.

The world may judge, may cast its stone,
Yet in my soul, my worth is known.
No need for praise, no need for fame,
In quiet strength, I stake my claim.

So here I stand, both fierce and free,
Embracing self, embracing me.
With open heart, with spirit high,
I rise above, I touch the sky.