Girl, your individuality
A storm the weak can’t face,
A mirror too clear, too bold,
For those unsure of their own grace.
Your strength, your steady flame,
Your dreams that never fade,
They scare the hearts too fragile,
To walk the path you’ve made.
Girl, your spirit isn’t simple,
Not all can understand,
It takes a soul as fearless
To walk with you, hand in hand.
Condemned you may be, yet shining,
For holding true belief
Your morals are your armour,
Your truth, your own relief.