I looked within and found a spark, A quiet flame against the dark, No need for praise or grand applause I am enough, just as I was.
The mirror once a place I feared, Now shows a soul that's grown and cleared, Each scar, a story, brave and true, A map of all that I’ve been through.
I speak with kindness to my name, No longer bound by guilt or shame. In every breath, I start anew A promise made, to just be you.
So here I stand, both soft and strong, Not needing crowds to sing my song. The journey taught what time can't steal To trust myself, to love, to heal.
Haven't always loved myself. It was a hard journey to find a way to. It took a large amount of pain- both my own and what I've caused. I knew I had to grow or I'd never learn to properly love anyone- including myself. To those I have hurt, I truly am sorry. That man has died, I buried him and burned the shovel.