Quiet Strength

I learned to stay silent

while everything inside collapsed.

I learned to stand

while others left.

No one gave me a path,

so I drew one with breath.

No one called me strong,

so I became it.

There is no noise in my eyes,

only truth without defense.

What I survived

did not make me hard,

it made me precise

I wear no crown,

but I know who I am.

And that is enough.

Ankica Anchie