More than meets the eye
I might be a bright star in the darkness of night,
but Iím dying while you only see the light.
Thereís more to me than meets the eye.
I might be a flower beautiful and sweet,
but that doesnít mean Iíve never felt defeated.
I might be a mountain of rocks standing tall,
and you might assume Iíve never felt small.
But Iíve seen rock bottom.
I felt it all.
I might be an ocean crashing against the shore,
and youíd think Iíve never drowned before.
But inside me there are predators,
like Iím fighting a war.
I might be a fire,
but that doesnít mean Iíve never been burned.
I too have scars that I earned.
I might be a hurricane,
but it doesnít mean I donít like the rain.
Iíve caused the damage and I felt the pain.