I refuse to absorb what is not mine.
I stay aware,
But I do not get pulled.
Other people's ego is not my business.
My peace is my business.
I choose when I speak and when I keep my crown closed.
Silence is not weakness.
It's control.
I don't chase validation.
I don't correct fools.
I don't explain myself to the noise.
If a room is hostile,
I rise above it,
Not into it.
I answer what is required,
Nothing extra.
I choose my tone,
My posture,
My energy on purpose.
I protect my nervous system like it's a currency.
I breathe before I react.
I take breaks like a queen,
Not like someone escaping,
But like someone who is preserving her throne.
I do not try to fix people who are still choosing chaos.
I do not shrink to comfort someone else's insecurities.
I hold my standard quietly,
Consistently,
Without apology.
What I don't feed dies.
What I don't react to loses power.
What I don't carry cannot drain me.
I am allowed to be soft and still be untouchable.
I am allowed to be kind without feeling or being a rag doll.
I'm allowed to exist without being consumed by this place.
I walk in and out of this building with my spirit intact,
My mind sharp,
My energy clean,
And my peace is unbothered.
I don't match the room,
I set my own climate.
Everyone else adjusts.