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

There will be storms that we will overcome.
For it is often said, a river will find its way back to an ocean.

I’m so afraid that I’m not bringing enough to the table;
I need to do more for others to accept me,
Only then, I take a closer look at my table,
And realise it’s empty.

My colours began to change
The more that I grew.
Eventually they all washed out
And I was left blue.

Those thoughts in your head,
They will feed you lies,
They will tell you that you’re a failure
That you’re not very smart or very wise.
On those dark days,
Where keeping faith seems tough,
Please always remember,
Being you is good enough.

You were the Apple of my eye
But your core began to rot.
I wanted a taste of you
And poison is what I got.

They tell me you’re so quiet
And I have to smile
Well, that noise in my head
It’s been here a while.

Mum would say,
‘Don’t wish your life away.
It’s always I can’t wait for this
And I need to hurry for that’,
And suddenly years have passed by
All in a flash.
I should have listened,
Time wasn’t mine to bide.
Life is not about the destination
but the glory of the ride.

Isn’t it strange,
How we expect things to change
When we do nothing to change.

I asked if there were a mirror
To show beauty on the inside
Would you be just as horrified?
Would you seek to change what you saw?
Nip and tuck at your personality,
Reconstruct your character flaws?

You wanted a princess
And wouldn’t settle for less.
How could you have not seen
That what you had was a queen.