Words are cheap. Show me who you are; Show me the monsters under your bed, Show me the skeletons in your closet, The demons that you hide, and The storms that rage. Show me a world of wonder and of things that ache. Show me what you see in the mirror in your wake, The flowers that bloom beneath your feet and the crown bestowed upon your head.
Let me see your heart, Is it made of gold? Have you held the world in your hands? Have you had it at your fingertips? Have you lost it in the blink of an eye? Eyes of ember, show me your soul. Show me how gentle, how destructive you can be.
Show me what you fear your imperfections and the tears you've resisted to let fall Show me the things you struggle with and the things to which you've given your all.
Show me what keeps you awake in the dead of night What keeps you tossing and turning in your bed The sins that have come back to haunt you Your unanswered prayers Your hopes and dreams Your what-ifs and oh-wells
Show me what breaks you What binds you and maims you Show me what fuels your rage and what shakes you to the core
Show me what brings you joy and what makes you smile Show me what makes you stay and keeps you warm inside
Show me the little boy inside struggling to get out at times Show me the man you are now - flaws and whatever it takes to be human No lies No deception No masks nor facades Just you.
Show me what it is to be human, and I'll show you what it is to be divine.