I’ve been told since I was young,
“You’ve got a song destined to be sung”.
I always hung my head in shame,
because ignorance was all to blame.
All the while, though, I made my way known,
living with no need to be shown.
Grinding diamonds with my teeth,
I’ve got a fight ahead--sword unsheathed.
Pleasant words fail in part
to demonstrate what’s written in my heart.
So, take these however you might,
because I’m ready to be myself tonight.
