[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way you walk into a room,
Not the kind that burns for attention, just the kind that cuts through gloom,
You carry warmth the way the sun carries its light,
Generous and steady, even in the middle of the night,
But underneath that golden calm, there's an ocean running wide,
A mind that questions everything, a moon that pulls the tide,
You feel the world in frequencies that most people never find,
A heart that loves humanity and a thousand thoughts behind,

[PreChorus]
They see the surface, they don't see the deep,
All the things you carry quietly in your sleep,
But every weight you've held has made you wise,
You were written carefully between the earth and skies,

[Chorus]
Cinnamon, you are more than what they see,
A living contradiction, and that's your poetry,
The heat of a lion and the cool of a winter moon,
Cinnamon, you were made to come into full bloom,
You don't have to earn it, it was always yours to keep,
You are vast and you are grounded and you are gloriously deep,

[Verse 2]
You've learned to weigh each word before you let it leave your tongue,
You've learned to think in metaphors since you were very young,
There's a poet in your thinking, there's a healer in your care,
The kind of quiet strength that doesn't need to fill the air,
But you've built some careful walls around the places that once ached,
Around the worth you questioned, around the trust that someone shook or shook and shaked,
That wound lives in the body like a splinter in the bone,
The feeling of not being quite enough when you're alone,

[PreChorus]
But every scar became a doorway, not a wall,
Every time you doubted you, you learned to stand more tall,
The ache that asked you "are you worthy" made you wise,
You were written carefully between the earth and skies,

[Chorus]
Cinnamon, you are more than what they see,
A living contradiction, and that's your poetry,
The heat of a lion and the cool of a winter moon,
Cinnamon, you were made to come into full bloom,
You don't have to earn it, it was always yours to keep,
You are vast and you are grounded and you are gloriously deep,

[Verse 3]
You love like a conversation that could last until the dawn,
You love like you're discovering the world you're standing on,
You need a love that travels, one that thinks and laughs and grows,
One that understands your freedom is not distance, it's how closeness shows,
You've given before you were asked, you've held when others let go,
You've been the steady one in rooms where no one seemed to know,
And yes, there's something fierce in you that leans toward what is fair,
A quiet revolution in the way you breathe the air,

[PreChorus]
The world out there was waiting for the gifts you almost hid,
For every generous, impossible, miraculous thing you did,
You are not too much, you've never been too bright,
You were written carefully to carry all this light,

[Chorus]
Cinnamon, you are more than what they see,
A living contradiction, and that's your poetry,
The heat of a lion and the cool of a winter moon,
Cinnamon, you were made to come into full bloom,
You don't have to earn it, it was always yours to keep,
You are vast and you are grounded and you are gloriously deep,

[Bridge]
The cosmos mapped you out before the first breath left your chest,
It gave you depth for purpose and a restlessness for quests,
It gave you wit and wonder and the weight of knowing things,
It gave you the ability to heal by how you live,
So let the solitude be sacred and let the stillness be a gift,
Let every hidden act of love become the thing that lifts,
You are not a puzzle missing pieces in the frame,
You are whole and you are woven and you will never be the same,

[Outro]
Cinnamon, let the stars remind you what has always been true,
There is no one on this earth who was made quite like you,
Rest inside your own