Do you think that the wind cares you can't see it blow? It knows that it keeps you alive The sun doesn't frown when you brush off its glow Aware that it's light helps you thrive Do you think that umbrellas make rain feel rejected? The storm knows without it you'd die Some people hate snow yet it falls, unaffected Unbothered it graces the sky Do you think that the stars feel obscure and offended Because you can't tell them apart? The jewels of heaven believe that they're splendid And gleam so they never lose heart You'll meet people in life from this moment and forth, That won't love you though you might persist Just because some of them may be blind to your worth Doesn't mean that it doesn't exist