In the face of trials, I stand strong,
With every setback, I find my song.
The winds may howl, the skies may cry,
But I rise above, reaching high.

Through pain and sorrow, I remain firm,
My heart a beacon, my soul a term.
For every fall, there’s a new dawn,
A chance to soar, a path to be drawn.

Strength is not in never falling,
But in the rise, the constant calling.
To face the dark with steady gaze,
And find the light in every maze.

So here I stand, through every storm,
With courage in my heart, I transform.
A warrior of life, bold and free,
Embracing strength, eternally.