I lived in the shadows, quiet and small,

Learned not to question, learned not to brawl.

Smiled when I had to, shrank when I could,

Carved out a silence and called it good.

The world moved around me, fast and unkind,

The rules were a cage I never defined.

My feet were sore from walking in line —

But I didn’t know the world could be mine.

Until you spoke, with fire in your breath,

You shattered the script, you danced with death.

No gods, no masters — a whisper, then roar,

And I wasn’t afraid anymore.

They told me to wait, to trust, to obey,

To dream of freedom some far-off day.

But you came through like a midnight spark,

Lit up the corners I kept in the dark.

Until you spoke, with fire in your breath,

You shattered the script, you danced with death.

No kings, no borders — just truth in the flame,

And I’ve never walked quite the same.

It wasn't a hand, but a call to rise,

A map in the margins, a crack in the skies.

You weren’t a lover, you weren’t a name —

You were the reason I won't play their game.

Until you spoke, I didn’t believe,

That power could break, and we could leave.

Now I carry your voice in each step I take —

A heart on fire, and a world to remake.