Short are your cries

quiet are your whispers

don't want to let them hear you

they will never belive you

or understand your pain

so just keep it hidden

only cry when it rains

you can't blame them forever

they've already forgotten you

why hold on, and satisfy their needs

while neglecting your very own

you may have missed out

on swing sets and merry-go-rounds

but what's lost is lost

and it's not yours to find

I know they hurt you

stabbed  your heart and left you for dead

but those monsters are gone now

no one's hiding under your bed

now the sword is in your hands

and you've grown strong and tall

heroes aren't only in the movies

your braver and more beautiful

than any movie star

Raise your head dear one

lift your hands to the heavens

the villians are trampled underfoot

you are a bright shining star

with your sword and your sheild and your soul overflowing

you will inspire the masses

you can help change the world

what's done is done

what's lost is lost

what's here is now

and you are victorious