Poetry:

Poetry:

🔍 Disappointment is the call of growing up, It's time to understand without embellishment: What were you looking for, what did you want, And who you are is without external deeds.

Look at the world and at others, On your difficult, but alive path. Take off your crown, take off your armor - And let spring into your heart again.

😔 Yes, pain. Yes, emptiness. But with her, a chance, burned to the ground, Leave the fairy tale behind - And become yourself. Alive. Dear.

🌱 Behind this pain there is a living light, Your freedom to be yourself, Your depth and silence, What you were looking for in the past is outside of sleep.

⚖️ You can shrink and burn, Or - open up. And sing. You can pierce everything with malice, Or you can justlove again.

💡 People are not your debts. Expectations are sands. And you are alive. And you are growing. You're not broken.You found it.

🌍 The world is not holy, not ideal. But in it you grew up, in it you became. And in this chaos and evil - You became a complete human being.