Fireproof.

I ate the flames you fed me. In every form you gave them. I gobbled them down, raw or dressed, and they burnt my insides and set my head on fire. You piled them up high and fanned the rage that was brewing within me. Yet had the poor sense to look startled when I breathed fire upon your existence! Is it not true that I lived with the heat of your actions and my entire being became an inferno? But you tried to douse me with more fire like they had never taught you to not fight fire with fire. You left me for dead in the ashes. And like a phoenix, I rose again. I rise again! Beautiful. Fearless. Fireproof!