I’ve never understood the phrase
Your kindness is your weakness.
If it’s weak being kind in a world
That is so often cruel,
Then I will happily be
The exception to the rule.

With every fall,
She picks herself up,
Finds an inner strength,
Reminding her she’s tough.
She walks on,
Never looking back,
Holding on to those words,
That hope dies last.

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 all you see is storms
And grey clouds in view,
Know that this is temporary
For the sky will always remain blue.

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.

We built a solid foundation
But cracks began to grow
Then the paint wore off
And true colours started to show.

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