Not darkness like hate or anger—but the part of you that refuses to bend when things push back.
You don’t become strong when everything is going well.
You become strong when it’s hard and you don’t quit anyway.
This is about taking a stand.
About choosing courage even when it costs you something.
About staying upright when people misunderstand you, doubt you, or push against you.
I’m not fighting the world.
I’m fighting the part of me that wants to disappear to make things easier.
I keep going.
Quietly. Deliberately.
Not to prove anything—but because I won’t abandon myself.
That’s the line.