Roar

If you don't like this, then there's the door

'Cause what you said shook me to my core 

You have no idea what's in store 

I hope you don't think this is a bore 

Or wonder 'why?' And 'what for?'

What you have is in your 

Inner self, your diamond, your own ore 

At one time you only found this in lore 

Shake off your own self doubts, Eeyore 

Dig inside to find your own glowing gore 

Don't you dare slink off like a whore 

You should open every mind pocket and drawer 

Throw away any bad doubt, just forevermore 

Think of yourself as being rich, and not poor 

You have so much to give and not a single sore

Happy times are ahead - not fearsome nor 

Ones that keep you awake - you're 

Thinking silky, stupid ideas, don't let your soul be tore 

You can see your own dream - what it once wore 

For f--- sake, just hear yourself roar!