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