I am not a whisper.
I am the song that shakes the walls,
the storm you thought would pass,
the fire you tried to tame.
I am everything they said I couldn’t be
bold, unbothered, whole.
I love hard, I rest deep,
I rise taller every time they doubt me.
I carry my scars like medals,
my triumphs like crowns,
my truth like a lighthouse
in a sea of noise.
I do not shrink
to make you comfortable.
I do not soften
to fit the frame you built.
I do not apologize
for choosing myself.
I am velvet and steel,
soft and savage,
quiet and loud,
all at once.
I do not ask permission to shine.
I do not wait for approval.
I am my own revolution.
So here I stand
complete, unshaken, undeniable.
Look at me.
Learn from me.
Or step aside.
Because I am finished
being anything less than everything I am.
I am unstoppable.
I am unapologetic.
I am woman
and I glow in my own light.
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