A Place of My Own

In the quiet of the evening's glow, Where the soft winds whisper low, I find a place where I can be, A world that's built for only me. No shadows here of others' thought, Just a heart with battles fought. Yet in this space, I learn to see, The hidden strength inside of me. For loneliness is but a name, A quiet peace, a gentle flame. And in the silence, I reclaim, My voice, my spirit, and my name. A girl alone, yet not afraid, A soul that shines though skies have grayed. I walk this path, though winds may moan, For I have found a place—my own.