In the quiet whispers of the heart's deep night,
A symphony of sorrows finds its light.
To the soul that’s been told its needs are too grand,
And the voice that’s been hushed by a trembling hand.
For every time the world called your body wrong,
Know that you’ve danced to your own heart's song.
When trends and styles left you feeling alone,
Your timeless essence remained your own.
In the shadows where whispers of wealth abound,
Your worth is a treasure that can't be found.
They named you boring, their vision so small,
But in your still waters, there’s beauty for all.
And for the love you gave that was deemed not enough,
Remember, true love is not always rough.
It flows in the gentlest of streams unseen,
In moments of grace, pure and serene.
Oh, radiant soul, you are not their lies,
You are the sunrise in your own skies.
Every facet of you, a jewel, a star,
Perfectly shaped just as you are.
So stand tall in the light of your being’s glow,
Let the world see what they did not know.
For you are the poem the universe sings,
A masterpiece with angelic wings.