My face all covered in glitter
And shame
Thought I could be a princess for one day
Today I’m just a clown

The more I strive to stand out from the crowd
The bigger fool I make of myself

The more I try to prove myself worthy
The more unworthy I feel deep inside

Why should I need to feel special?

The Sun shines bright and
Oh so evenly
On meadows and trees and
Tiniest leaves of grass and tallest mountains

On saints and sinners
On those who do deserve and
Those who couldn’t care less about deserving
And those who try so hard but fail and fail again

Even on me
As soon as I crawl back out of my
Shaded corner
And dare to strut all of my foolishness in the light

Perhaps we are all special
Perhaps I am a princess after all

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