Kings are not born...
“Kings Are Not born” They will only see strength in all the steps I take... but never the nights my knees had to kiss the floor... They will listen and feel the flow of wisdom in my words... but never the tears and painful silence I had to endure... I didn’t arrive strong because I was born so. I became it... Built in the shadows of "almost gave up." Perfect? Never... I had to bleed through my breaking, and I still stood up... They will only dance, sing, and say, "You’re chosen."... But they will never see the cost of being called... Resilience isn’t loud it hides, In close doors, quiet tears, and unanswered whys... The truth is — Pain taught me more than comfort ever could... Growth was never gentle but it shaped me like only fire could... So when you see me rise, know this crown came with scars... Kings aren’t born. They’re built behind closed doors...