The Glow Up Parade

She stepped out with fire in her soul,

Sun kissed skin and a heart made whole.

Drums beat loud but couldn’t compete,

With the power rising from her feet.

No more chains of silent cries,

She glows,she glitters, she is ready

She dances now under open skies.

Past loves can watch but won’t disturb,

She’s a symphony they’ll never unearth.

Glittered with strength, feathers of pride,

She no longer waits—she rides her tide.

Each wine, each step, a sacred vow:

“I choose me, I choose now.”

She is rhythm. She is flame.

Not a whisper of guilt, not an ounce of shame. Not a soul on her mind.

Crowned in joy, kissed by the sea—

She’s festival-ready, she is here,

She’s finally free.