you think a lot

you think about the space above

the planets and stars

when you're sad and alone

oh how you wish to be a star

you bet stars don't have to deal

with what you have to deal

with

loneliness, lies and more lies

trustworthy liars you seem to encounter

a star to most eyes

but she's a sour star you see

a stabbing star aiming for your back

a menace who owes a penance

to you

a tired head

who just wants to fly high

"i bet the stars don't deal with liars!"

you scream.