The wind around me swirls,
it screams against my ears,
It fills my lungs with a soothing scent
as I take on daily fears.
My smile is my battle cry,
as I invite the world to play,
And I\'ve been reborn, to some I\'m a threat,
because my gaze can wound and slay.
I\'m a prince forged in steel,
my scars gleam like contrails in the sky.
This war will never be over,
at least I understand why.
My armour is broad, weapons sharp,
the elements at my command,
I battle my internal voices,
because my life is in my hand.