You found a Diamond, buried in mud You took it, clean it, embrace it It shine
You praise it, and it shine more brighter yet you dazzled
You've grown tired of it sparkle You left it Though you left it, it keep shining yet, it radiation grew cold Colder by the second Colder by the day you left it
And a real Diamond won't easily broke because as it grew colder, it's also becomes harder more harder than ever since the day you left it