You say broken, I say beautiful
You say freak show, I say so much more than you let me be
You say insane, I say you make me horriblly sick inside when you treat me like you do.
You say Jesus freak, I say proud to be
You try to tell me who I am, I say youíre wrong
No, Iím never good enough.
Perfection is too far out of reach.
I will speak
I will fight
I know you donít believe me
But I'll keep believing
I canít prove to you Iím more
But I'll prove it to myself
I will fight the monsters who rise up against me
I will fight the voices they shove in my head
I will fight my demons inside
I will stand, fight, and speak!
Iíd rather die fighting and speaking for myself
Than let you tell me who I am according to your abuse.
HE'S worth losing than to die without.
No I'm not your's to hurt.
No I'm not yours to break.
No I'm not your's to misuse and and mistreat.
No I'm not yours to say unkind things to and about.
No you can't tell me who I am.
I'm not yours!
No, I don't want to suck it up and pretend.
Iím not okay!
You make me feel lower than dirt
And under all that...?
I am a diamond dying to shine
Just to prove you wrong!
Just to shut you up for good!
I fight to shine beyond this broken and misused mess inside!
I cry diamonds in December!
I am a diamond coming undone!
Weíre not broken and abused!
We're not lower than dirt!
We are diamonds fighting to shine!
We are diamonds undone!