To Be Heard
Just a small voice
Just a drawing in the dirt
It is my aspiration
To be loved, to be heard
As surely as the wind blows
As surely as a boat sails
As surely as moon shines its light
On a shore and it shows pale
I know I am valuable
I don’t want to get hurt
I deserve something, anything
To be loved, to be heard
And if I could see my last day
See all the damage that I’ve done
If I walk downstairs to fire
Or walk straight up with the Son
I hope I’ve left a legacy
More than just a footprint in the dirt
And a thirst for something more
To be loved, to be heard
Here in the third-to-last stanza
I’ve found something in my search
I find it’s pretty silly
To want to be loved, to want to be heard
Because people always saw me, loved me
Kept me from getting hurt
Forever I will know
I was loved, I was heard
I know in my final moment
I will not stutter on my words
I’ll say I’ve achieved my goal
To be loved, to be heard