To be a Phoenix

I am a firebird

A phoenix, alive

See my plumes

Red and gold

Purple and blue

I am beautiful

And I am strong

I can overcome

The struggles

The challenges

I was meant to fly

To sing my song

You can try

to break my spirit

to bend my wings

But I am a fighter

I rise again

And emerge

From my shell

From the flames

Out of the crimson

I will walk

My head held high

With strength

With pride

For I am a phoenix

A fire bird, alive

My light never cold

Blue and purple

Red and gold.