Should the night seem weighted down, and shadows stifle your song, remember even the blackest storm. cannot keep holding dawn for long. Your scars aren't your conclusion. They show you where you have traveled. evidence you made it through the fire and discovered internal power. Then rise, heart, rise again. Though the weight could steal your breath, For every tear that pours now is a tomorrow seed's might. Do not panic over the shattered fragments, They are molding you, an unshakeable, polished soul a wild and free spirit. The world awaits your bravery. your voice, your brilliant flame stand tall, keep forward, and let them recall your name.
