Ask very little but ask of everyone.
Array of rays have sprouted from our light,
so many ways for us to shine so bright.
Discomfort sparks the will to strive for better.
Although, that will might just discomfort others.
Behold me as I am,
since I’m to you is that whatever you behold.
Do you love me,
where there’s love?
Do you know me,
where there’s love…
when I’m around… when I’m around…?