Don't judge my steps, don't call my name,
Before your point, look at your own flame.
Advice can guide, it helps me grow,
But hate and hurt? They make me bow.

I've known the silence, the heavy night,
The lonely battles I'd never write. I tried to shrink, I tried to defy, Yet still, the world cut deep inside.

But shadows fade when light appears,
I'll turn my pain to strength, not tears.
Yes, the world may mock, may blame-
Still I rise, I chase my aim.

So let them talk, let them despise, A wounded heart can still uprise.
I've walked through dark, I've faced the flame,
Yet, still I rise-
and still I aim...