Apple of your eyes

Report cards

Trophies on the shelf

You glanced right through

Then checked yourself

I learned to read your weathered face

Storm or silence

Never grace

Every “good job” felt like a loan

Due by dinner

Interest grown

I’ll never be the apple of his eye

Guess I was planted in the wrong garden

You tried to break me

Bury me alive

All of that pressure turned me bright

You worked so hard to crush me

Watch me shine then

You pressed me down

But I came up a diamond

You called it “tough love

” called me “too soft”

Said

“Grow a spine

” then tore me off

Of every dream that scared you stiff

You tried to crush me

Then tried to sink my ship

But every word you threw like glass

I caught and wore it like a mask

Till one day it just split in two

Shards on the floor

Light cutting through

I’ll never be the apple of his eye

Guess I was planted in the wrong sky

You tried to break me

Bury me alive

All of that pressure turned me bright

You worked so hard to crush me

Watch me shine then

You pressed me down

But I came up a diamond

Was it me you hated

Or the mirror in my face

All the chances that you wasted

Every “can’t” you made my cage

I carry your DNA

Like a stone in my hand

Now it’s carved

Now it’s cut

Now it’s part of who I am (oh)

I’ll never be the apple of his eye

But I’m done begging for that light

You tried to break me

Bury me alive

All of that pressure turned me bright

You worked so hard to crush me

Watch me shine then

You pressed me down

But I came up a diamond

You pressed me down

Now everyone can find it

You pressed me down

But I came up a diamond