In the shadows, they weave their tales
Demanding your light, their whims prevail
Yet your spirit knows its own song
A melody that’s been there all along
They stomp and shout, seeking control
But your heart knows its destined role
To guard the boundaries you’ve set
A fortress of self you won’t forget
Their tantrums rise like stormy seas
Hoping to bring you to your knees
But you stand firm, a mountain tall
Unafraid to let their illusions fall
Your voice, a beacon in the night
Guides you through their blinding plight
For only you can chart your course
And steer away from their false force
Let them wail, let them cry
Their noise is but a fleeting sigh
For you are the master of your fate
And their chaos cannot dictate
In the quiet strength you find
A peace that echoes in your mind
A knowing that you hold the key
To live your truth and truly be free
Their discontent is not your own
Their anger is a seed unsown
You owe them nothing but your grace
As you walk your path, your rightful place
So, speak your truth, let it be heard
In every action, in every word
For boundaries are your sacred ground
A testament to the strength you’ve found
Let them fall, those who oppose
Your journey is yours, and it only grows
With every step, with every breath
You honor yourself, and that’s true wealth
In the end, you’ll find your peace
A life of joy, a sweet release
From those who sought to bind your wings
You rise above, where freedom sings
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