In the quiet whispers of dawn’s gentle plea,
I find the courage to truly see,
A heart that beats with unwavering grace,
In the mirror’s reflection, a familiar face.

Through storms that rage and nights so long,
I’ve learned the notes of my own song,
Each scar a testament, each tear a guide,
To the strength and beauty I hold inside.

The world may turn, with voices loud,
Yet I stand firm, amidst the crowd,
With open arms, I greet the day,
And love myself in every way.

In the dance of life, I find my place,
With gentle steps, I embrace my space,
For in this journey, I am free,
To love myself, eternally.