You held me under, thought I’d fade to gray,
But every bruise became a spark in my veins.
I’m the echo roaring back, louder than before,
Built from the pieces you scattered on the floor.
Thunder in my heartbeat, steel beneath the skin,
I stand taller than the lie you tried to keep me in.
What didn’t kill me made me fight, made me free—
I’m the fire you fed, now watch me leave.