You look up to the stars,
and see how bright they burn.
Unquestioned and admired,
see how you can learn.
Shining against the night’s sky,
refusing to be anything less.
They do not fear the darkness,
and they do not suppress.
They hear what you have to say:
I may have far to go, but I am not afraid.
I shall rise up like the blade,
to be what I am, and to never fade.
Resounding and strong willed,
you shine just like their light.
You can face the fear of the night,
and rise, rise, rise to be so bright.