The sun's up it's time to go Get out of bed No time for “no”

This world is full of possibilities Of people that look different It's not enough to ignore them To say “Not my problem” They will still be there If you don't help them Will anyone else?

What makes my home beautiful? Is it the trees or the flowers? Perhaps the riches and wealth The innovations that revolutionize Or the muscles it can flex What about the ideas it has? The intelligence or creativity? The works of art, the masterpieces

If you look closer, you'll see It's none of those things It's the people

Some people have a monster in their head It lurks in the shadows Creeping around in their nightmares Telling them “you don't matter”

Somewhere out there there's someone else like me someone who knows the fear around me

I build a sand castle with dried sand even though it's hard and it crumbles at a touch

In the forest rests a great gingerbread house With glistening creams and candies sweet, succulent, delicious

No matter how bad it gets No matter how dark the night Know one thing it will not stay this way

No matter how bad the darkness there is always light even though it may hide just out of sight

It's been a long day full of laughter and of smiles Such one we haven't seen in a good many whiles