You weathered a storm Withstood all the heat Even when you felt voiceless Even when you felt weak Yet there alone you stood When you felt you had no power Beautiful and radiant Just like a sunflower
When I ask your goal You look at me and say, I want to be happy and normal, And not feel this way. There’s a myth that I must dispel, A lie that need be gone, The truth is happiness is a direction And not a destination.
You burnt me out To give yourself the light And you believed you shone Like candles in their thousands But what you didn’t know Is that pressure makes diamonds
We must speak out now, And pull the rug from where it was swept. It’s our duty to take action For the behaviour you ignore, Is the behaviour you accept.