called " confident"

Confidence, a crown you wear, A radiant glow, beyond compare. It's not a mask, a facade you feign, But a knowing smile, a gentle reign. It's the quiet strength that whispers low, "I am enough, I'm meant to grow." A steady hand, a fearless stride, Embracing life, with nothing to hide. It's not about perfection's claim, But owning flaws, and playing the game. For in vulnerability, a power resides, A heart that opens, and freely confides. It's the courage to stand tall and true, To speak your mind, and see it through. To chase your dreams, with passion's fire, And let your spirit soar, ever higher. Confidence is a journey, not a destination, A constant growth, a transformation. It's a whisper of self-love, a gentle embrace, A knowing heart, in every space. So let your confidence shine bright, A beacon of light, in day and night. For in the depths of your soul, you'll find, A strength within, that's truly kind.