Be the thunder in your own sky,
Not the echo of someone else’s storm,
The world will hand you mirrors,
That bend and blur your shape —
Do not bow to glass that lies!

You were not made to be folded,
into smaller versions of yourself.
Your laugh is not too loud,
Your dreams are not too wild,
Your heart is not too much!

Walk like your name is a promise,
Speak like your voice is a flame,
If they throw shadows at your light,
Let them learn —
Darkness only proves you shine!

Guard your spirit like a garden,
Not every hand deserves
to touch what you have grown.
Build fences where you must,
And gates where you choose.

Be soft, but not breakable.
Be kind, but not silent.
Be loving, but never at the cost
of loving yourself first!

And if they try to wound you
with words sharpened by their own pain,
Remember —
You are a mountain.
Wind may howl,
But it cannot carry you away!

Stand.
Bloom.
Stay.