In the quiet whispers of the night,
I found a spark, a gentle light,
A voice that calls from deep within,
To see the worth beneath my skin.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
I’ve walked alone, yet still I try,
To love the soul that’s always there,
A heart that’s kind, beyond compare.

For every tear and every scar,
There’s strength that shines, a guiding star,
To rise above the stormy seas,
And find my peace among the trees.

So here I stand, with open eyes,
Embracing love, beneath the skies,
A journey that forever flows,
Of self-worth’s grace that always grows.