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LYRICS:
Listen, I know it’s haListen, I know it’s hard to do this right now.
Right now, I know it's hard to do anything.
But please, dear friend, hang in there.
And though I wish I knew that it’d get easier.
What I do know is that you will get better.
Your fire will grow brighter and you will grow stronger
Than you could have ever imagined
For having gone through this right now.Right now, I know it’s hard to see that, though. It’s so much easier to be crushed by the enormous weight
Of all that falls upon your shoulders.
But, that is not who you are, is it?
No, dear friend, you're writing your story right now:
It’s the one about how you rose triumphantly
When no one—not even you thought you would.
Again, and again, and again.
It’s the one about how this excruciating path
Led you towards your dreams. No, even better—a reality built upon your dreams.
It’s the one about how you were able to show a way to others
Who had been where you once were
And could see no other way.
It’s the one about how you realized that the
Self-doubting, self-defeating, self-limiting voice in your head
Is not you. Nor was it ever.
It’s the one about where you fully realized that you were worthy.
That you always were.
It’s the one about where you realized that you don’t need
Their approval, or their applause, or their permission.
It’s the one about where you realized that you are in control,
That you are the author of your life.
Only that you’d forgotten.
And though it seemed like forever, it was only for a little bit. So take back your mighty pen dear friend. Here, it’s yours. It always was. Now write:
“I know that I am powerful and capable and loved beyond measure.
I know that I have a unique purpose and gift and I must
nurture and protect that at all costs. I know my presence here is irreplaceable, my spark unique.
I know that I am so much more than what I’ve been told.
What I’ve let myself believe.
I know that I am resilient. That I am strong.
And even if it feels like I’ve been doing this forever
I know that I’m always just about to start
Again, and again, and again. rd to do this right now.
Right now, I know it's hard to do anything.
But please, dear friend, hang in there.
And though I wish I knew that it’d get easier.
What I do know is that you will get better.
Your fire will grow brighter and you will grow stronger
Than you could have ever imagined
For having gone through this right now.Right now, I know it’s hard to see that, though. It’s so much easier to be crushed by the enormous weight
Of all that falls upon your shoulders.
But, that is not who you are, is it?
No, dear friend, you're writing your story right now:
It’s the one about how you rose triumphantly
When no one—not even you thought you would.
Again, and again, and again.
It’s the one about how this excruciating path
Led you towards your dreams. No, even better—a reality built upon your dreams.
It’s the one about how you were able to show a way to others
Who had been where you once were
And could see no other way.
It’s the one about how you realized that the
Self-doubting, self-defeating, self-limiting voice in your head
Is not you. Nor was it ever.
It’s the one about where you fully realized that you were worthy.
That you always were.
It’s the one about where you realized that you don’t need
Their approval, or their applause, or their permission.
It’s the one about where you realized that you are in control,
That you are the author of your life.
Only that you’d forgotten.
And though it seemed like forever, it was only for a little bit. So take back your mighty pen dear friend. Here, it’s yours. It always was. Now write:
“I know that I am powerful and capable and loved beyond measure.
I know that I have a unique purpose and gift and I must
nurture and protect that at all costs. I know my presence here is irreplaceable, my spark unique.
I know that I am so much more than what I’ve been told.
What I’ve let myself believe.
I know that I am resilient. That I am strong.
And even if it feels like I’ve been doing this forever
I know that I’m always just about to start
Again, and again, and again.
