One drop hits the ocean,
The ripple fades like a beauty with age,
Fat drops hit the sea,
One drop only a teaspoon
But what is an ocean
But billions of droplets?

He says to me, “the world won’t change
It’s old and stuck in its ways,
Its vicious and cruel.
You’re too sensitive.”
He says to me the way
Another man must’ve told
Another girl, with her sign
And voice—
compassion is crazy
Until you succeed.

Callouses are strength,
They keep the tears from your skin,
But I hope I stay soft,
Never learn “it is what it is.”
I want my heart open and raw
So I can let the world in.

Maybe the drops are tears,
And so maybe tears can make us,
Roil and roll into a tsunami
Great enough to flood the city.
—But what is an ocean?

Billions of droplets,
They all plop and ripples
And grow until
They’re praising you instead
Of laughing at you in the streets—
Billions of droplets,
We’l make the history books,
I can already feel
the tide
rushing beneath my feet.