Glass ceilings can't stop me.Glass slippers don't interest me.Glass mirrors don't define me.I decide who I willor I will not be.And I choose to beunbreakableuntakeableunshakeableme.

I rise. Again. And again. Not as the morning birdwhose song springsto sudden glorious lifeat the dawning of the light,but as the sun who touches the horizonwith tender fingertipsbefore reaching open arms across the skyto embrace another dayto weather the stormsto stand tall and breathe fireand then to descend into restuntil it's time to rise again. And againI rise.

Don't make yourself small.Not for anyone.If someone tells you you're too much...too loud, too sensitive, too fierce, too caring, too intellectual, too optimistic, too realistic, too logical, too emotional...just smile and move on, my friend.Clearly, they aren't enough for you.

I'm just a humanstanding in front of other humansreminding them that we're all human.