Why can you not see how
Truly fantastic you are?
Can you not see you could
Mix with kings and yet you let
Yourself be doubted by fools?
You are the brightest thing in so
Many lives, and yet you are dulled
By those who you choose to trust.
You are more brilliant than a burning
Star, never diminishing, everlasting,
And yet you listen to those who seek to
Pull you down. You see yourself as
Hated, and nothing could be further from the truth.
How I wish you would listen
When I tell you that you are as beautiful
As the newly rising sun, but my voice
Is but one, lost in the crowd of those who live
Only for spite.
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