"Rising through Chaos."

She’s chaos wrapped in fragile grace,
Yet never quits the endless race.
Her dreams seem distant, out of reach,
But still, she climbs—one step, one breach.

A loner, yes, but words her friend,
In quiet pages, wounds can mend.
Though private, her emotions soar,
In written lines, she’s something more.

Ambition burns, but trials test,
She fights for peace, she craves her rest.
On weary days, her mind may freeze,
Her body falters, weak at knees.

But even when she’s feeling small,
She rises up, despite it all.
Through tangled chaos, shadows deep,
She fights for peace, her soul to keep.

For every storm, she stands her ground,
Her quiet strength the loudest sound.
And one day soon, she'll feel the air—
Of calm, of peace—awaiting there.