Every unknown stranger,
Every unknown sight,
Even a few known looks,
Question the critical “Why?!”.
With Hammers in their questions,
They hit it hard straight in my face.
Questioning my every action,
They impose the equal and opposite reaction for it.
They say I am crazy,
Living in a small world, I dream big.
The more I dream and work,
They hit hard and even more harder.
Unbearable are the Hard Hammer Hits,
It hurts bit by bit,
Yet they always fail to break me apart,
‘Cause I am a Diamond, unbreakable by the Hammer Hits.