The Light in purple ?
The Light in Purple
They see the color in my hair,
but not the story in my soul—
every shade a silent prayer,
every strand a piece made whole.
Purple like the nights I cried,
soft like healing, deep like pain,
yet still I stand with open heart,
learning how to love again.
I am not here to shine too loud,
or to be what others see—
I’m here to listen without words,
and give the light in me.
Because I know what darkness feels,
I’ve walked through it… I stayed kind—
so if you’re lost and feel alone,
you’ll find a light… in mine.