shadows to Spotlight

I was bullied as a kid, they ain't see the pain, Blind with a dream, walking proud with my cane. Learning came harder, they laughed, they mocked, But I kept my head high, every door they locked. High school hit different, I found my flow, Words became my weapon, started stealing the show. Mic in my hand, crowd feeling my vibe, From the back of the class to the top of the tribe. Now they cheer my name, used to call me lame, But I turned my struggle into lyrical flame. They tried to write me off, said I wouldn’t rise, Now I’m standing tall, with fire in my eyes. They saw a cane, not the strength in my stride, Didn't hear the heart or the storm I survived. Now I lace bars with the truth they ignore, Each rhyme a brick as I’m breaking down doors. Didn’t need sight to envision my fate, Just beats, belief, and the will to be great. Now the same ones who doubted wanna shake my hand, But I remember who I am—made to stand.