I guess you once knew me,
Like a sparrow knows its song.
I guess I thought you knew me,
But I guess I was just wrong.

You believed I was too weak,
Too fragile like a feather.
So you danced around my feelings,
Predictable as the weather.

But oh how you were fooled,
For you are so mistaken.
Cause the things you think that make me weak are the things that have forced me to strengthen.

So, no, I am not a feather.
I am the whole ******* eagle!
I rise above the hardships,
While you run away like a weasel.

I guess you forgot you knew me,
But this bird has found her song.
So with this blow you now must know
That it only makes me fly strong.