Mom, you taught me how to rise

To keep my heart from breaking slow

You fought your storms with burning eyes

And never let the weakness show

I watched you build from ash and flame

Your laughter loud, your fear unseen

You wore the hurt but kept your name

A fighter walking to the dream

I wear my boots through heavy rain

I lift my chin when cold winds bite

I learned to carry all my pain

And hide the cracks from every fight

I’m a big girl, head up in the crowd

Walkin’ through fire, still won’t back down

They want me quiet? I get loud

Mom, you should be proud

Mom, you should be so damn proud…!

I filled my pockets full of dreams

I stitched my hopes into my sleeves

I run on nights without a theme

And count the battles no one sees

But in the hush, my armor slips

A softer voice begins to weep

The brave facade breaks at the lips

And lets the little girl beneath

I’m a big girl, head up in the crowd

Walkin’ through fire, still won’t back down

They want me quiet? I get loud

Mom, you should be proud...

Mom, you should be so damn proud!

But some nights I dream of gentler hands

A quiet place where I can breathe

No more crowns, no shields, no harsh demands

Just room for someone small to be...

I’m a big girl but I don’t need to fight!

Just wanna rest in someone’s arms

Be his little girl, safe from harm….

I dropped the crown to learn somehow…

Mom….. just look at me now....

Mom... just look at me now.

Mom, please, just look at me now...

...You should be so damn proud.