Even if you don't believe
The one who could least, the one who feared everything
I was always the smallest
I felt like the least
The weak, fragile, coward, the one that nobody picked
When they picked by fingers
That being sensitive was hard to accept
For people a weirdo
Not having strength or not knowing how to use it
And I was born from a great dream of a world of affection
And from the desire to fight and make this world different
And from some parents that also made their path little by little
And they let me be wrong and find my own
Now you know that being a coward isn't that
That we brave ones grow and we were cowards only for them
My strength is in what's inside
That being sensitive is the weapon that gives the truth even if it hurts inside
Being the little one was hard to accept
For people a weirdo
Not having strength or not knowing how to use it
And I was born from a great dream of a world of affection
And from the desire to fight and make this world different
And from some parents that also made their path little by little
They let me be wrong and find my own
And the truth is that sometimes we are what people want and point at
They tell you what you are and you alone, you alone are worth more
And I was born from a great dream of a world of affection
And from the desire to fight and make this world different
And from some parents that also made their path little by little
And they let me be wrong and find my own