She smiles at the sunrise,
She laughs with the sunshine,
She dances with the clouds,
She gives her heart to the blue skies,
She shows all the rays of light how to be joyous,
She loves the sunset.

But when dusk finally comes,

She sings to the stars, but the stars don’t sing back.
She calls for the moon, yet there is no answer.
She tries to show her heart to the Milky Way,
But all it wants is perfection.

She cries out to the galaxies,
To accept all she has to offer,
But all they want is perfection.

She cries out to the ocean,
Desperate for comfort,
But the ocean only wants the sea.

She tries to give them things she doesn’t have,
But it takes all of her.

She prays for their happiness,
But they don’t understand her prayers.

But when she is at the end,
The end of her hope,

She finds a rock.

This rock is like none other,
When she picks it up,
She sees herself,

She expects to see ugliness,
Worthlessness,
Hopelessness,
A creature.

But what she sees isn’t what she expects,

She doesn’t see all the things she tries to be,
She doesn’t see the smile she wears when she is in pain,
Doesn’t see the things she tries to give.

With this rock
She doesn’t have to be perfect,
Because this rock is perfect for her.

And with this rock,
All she sees,

All she sees
Is herself.