Still a light

You were judged by pages, not the whole book’s end,

Carved by choices made when you had no real friend.

They saw the fight, but never knew the war inside,

You made mistakes, but that don’t mean you have to hide.

You wear your guilt like chains you forged alone,

But no one rises walking perfect stone.

I see the cracks, but I see strength beneath—

You’re not your past, you’re the breath you choose to breathe.

There’s still a light in you, it never died,

Even when the world turned and let you slide.

I know you’ve stumbled, but you’ve got the right—

To stand again, to grow, to rise and fight.

They paint you cold, like your story’s set in black,

But I see color breaking through each faded track.

People change, that’s how we learn to heal,

Your scars don’t shame you—they just prove you’re real.

Who you were ain’t who you have to stay,

There’s grace in every step you take today.

Let the past be weight that made you strong,

Not chains to drag you from where you belong.

I’ve seen redemption in the hardest soul,

A spark in those the world tried to control.

So if they doubt you, let your actions speak—

You’ve got mountains still to climb, and you’re not weak.

There’s still a light in you, it never died,

Even when the world turned and let you slide.

I know you’ve stumbled, but you’ve got the right—

To stand again, to grow, to rise and fight.

This ain’t the end, it’s just the turning page,

A new voice rising from an older cage.

So take that pain, and build a better truth—

There’s still a light, and it’s burning bright in you.