You can call me a liar
And in my downfall conspire
You can bury the wails of my cries
Yet like hope, I will rise.
You can inflict pain with your words
And let my pleas go unheard
Against me, make the world despise
Yet like a war hero, I will rise.
You can treat me like dirt
And call me unworthy under my skirt
Making my own self a disguise
Yet, like the sun, I will rise.
You can do the best to break me
And ensure my gaze is never free
Taint and taunt my loved ones
Yet like the ocean waves, I will rise.
You can loathe my beauty
And fail me in my every duty
So every dream in me dies
Yet, like roaring thunder, I will rise.