The true heroes pull value from within.
A true hero spins gold with what she’s given.
I didn’t get here by doing what I’m told.
If I said gold and you saw green,
then, true love, I’m convinced you’ve never seen,
the smile, by my hand reflecting from a strangers face,
that’s how we win back this tired human race.
Stop pleading your own cases,
with bias and pointed phrases.
A home run starts with three other bases.
In the end, we’re all running from the same places.
You can’t conceal broken beneath pretty laces.