My mother calls me a diamond
I told her I do not feel that bright.
She said "it's the pressure of life my darling,
One day you will radiate light"
I told her life would crush me
Like an ant under a shoe
She said again "you are a diamond
Life cannot handle you
She told me to let life break me
Into the very being of my soul
She reminded me that every diamond
Came from a piece of coal
