I am a blade of grass
Blending in with thousand others.
I am a blade of grass
Who is ignored by everyone

I am a small fly
Listening to others talk.
But if I try to give my own opinion
I'll be swatted away.

I am that lousy rock
That you kick around
I am that ugly moth
Plain compared to a butterfly

Yet I am the fire in the core of Earth
Raging where no one can see
Yet I am the magma
Deep within a volcano, waiting to erupt
Yet I am the water, underneath the ice
Waiting to resurface and flow once more.

You may be the gold
That everyone loves
You may be the cute puppy
Who everyone adores
You may be the flower
That is beautiful to everyone.

But what is underneath it all?
Nothing.
The gold you have once been has worn away
The cute puppy now old
The pretty flower withered and dead.

With ice comes water
With life comes death
With fire comes ashes
With pain comes strength

You, who has lived a soft life full of admiration and support
You, who has never known how it feels to be in pain
You, who still think you are strong
Will never have that strength to face reality
SO KEEP DREAMING, YOU $#%^@#&($#%^$