I’m the spark in the room, the one lighting the air,
The bold-hearted friend with a laugh everywhere.
I’m loud with my truth, unafraid to be seen,
A force made of fire, of grit, and of sheen.
I show up with loyalty stitched in my spine,
The favorite in circles where energies align.
But beneath all the brightness, I’m real to the bone—
I shine because finally, I’ve claimed my own throne.
Nov 24, 2025
Nov 24, 2025 at 8:17 AM UTC
I’m the spark in the room, the one lighting the air,
The bold-hearted friend with a laugh everywhere.
I’m loud with my truth, unafraid to be seen,
A force made of fire, of grit, and of sheen.
I show up with loyalty stitched in my spine,
The favorite in circles where energies align.
But beneath all the brightness, I’m real to the bone—
I shine because finally, I’ve claimed my own throne.
