She was born in silence, a day too late,

An accident in their lives, a heavy weight.

Between the screams and fear, she grew in the dark,

Looking for open arms that never left a mark.

She replayed the scene a thousand times,

Hoping one man would see her eyes.

But the void kept answering back,

So alone, she walked her track.

And she met herself,

Through the wounds she carried deep.

She broke the chains,

She faced the pain.

Now she lives, now she breathes,

Nothing left to flee.

She loves, she shines, she’s free,

And life becomes a cry: “Here I am, it’s me!”

She walked through shadows, family rage,

Poison of the past, love turned to cage.

Every scar brought her back to her core,

Every fall opened a door.

It took some souls to cross her way,

To show her light she’d hid away.

Through the storms, through the fight,

She found her power, she found her light.

And she met herself,

Through the wounds she carried deep.

She broke the chains,

She faced the pain.

Now she laughs, now she plays,

No more fear, no more haze.

She dances strong, proudly,

And life becomes a cry: “Here I am, it’s me!”

No more lies, no more chains,

No more toxic love in vain.

She stands tall, authentic flame,

Her heart beats wild, her name reclaimed.

Yes, she met herself,

And she’ll never betray again.

She found love inside,

And that’s all she’ll defend.

Life is simple, life is joy,

She needs no one to destroy.

She is free, she’s alive,

And it’s perfect, she survived !