A Heart That Deserves to Shine

In the shadows, she stands alone,

A heart of diamonds, a spirit of stone.

They try to tear her down, pull her apart,

But she shines so bright, she's a work of art.

Fresh breath of heaven, she's a whisper of light,

Yet they see her as lesser, they blindfold her sight.

With a sparkle in her eye, she walks through the day,

Dreaming of love that won't fade away.

Oh, the world can be cruel, it can poison the air,

They’re blind to her beauty, they just don’t care.

But deep inside she knows there's more than their lies,

A heart so pure, it's like the brightening skies.

Will somebody choose her, make her feel loved?

Now and forever, like angels above.

In her weekends of cuddles and laughter so free,

When will she break these chains, and finally be?

Oh, a heart that beats for love that's not in vain,

She longs to be chosen, to break from the pain.

Her four boys surround her, they’re her leading stars,

But the whispers of judgment feel like prison bars.

A laughter that echoes, but tears linger near,

When will she rise from the shadows of fear?

Though the world can be heavy, her heart beats strong,

She holds onto love, where she knows she belongs.

Can she fight through the storms, through the whispers and doubt?

To find a love that won't fade out?

Will somebody choose her, make her feel loved?

Now and forever, like angels above.

In her weekends of cuddles and laughter so free,

When will she break these chains, and finally be?

Oh, a heart that beats for love that's not in vain,

She longs to be chosen, to break from the pain.

But she’s beautiful, despite what they say,

A radiant soul that lights up the gray.

Through the nights of regret, she’ll find her own way,

To turn every “never” into a bright “today.”

So will someone choose her, and lift her high?

To see the real beauty that lives in her sigh.

One day she’ll be free, love holding her hand,

A heart that deserves to finally stand.

Will somebody choose her, make her feel loved?

Now and forever, like angels above.

In her weekends of cuddles and laughter so free,

When will she break these chains, and finally be?

Oh, a heart that beats for love that's not in vain,

She longs to be chosen, to break from the pain.

One day she’ll be free, love holding her hand,

A heart that deserves to finally stand.