More than meets the eye

I might be a bright star in the darkness of night,  
but I’m dying while you only see the light.  
There’s more to me than meets the eye.  
 
I might be a flower beautiful and sweet,  
but that doesn’t mean I’ve never felt defeated.  
 
I might be a mountain of rocks standing tall,  
and you might assume I’ve never felt small.
But I’ve seen rock bottom.
 
 I felt it all.  
 
I might be an ocean crashing against the shore,  
and you’d think I’ve never drowned before.  
But inside me there are predators,  
like I’m fighting a war.
 
I might be a fire,  
but that doesn’t mean I’ve never been burned.
I too have scars that I earned.  
 
I might be a hurricane,  
I’ve caused the damage and I felt the pain.
Sometimes you just have to enjoy the rain.