Starry me

                Who wants to be the brightest of them all?

                Who wouldn’t want to be?

                But existence is an eternal purgatory

                Mind like the ocean waves that flow so effortlessly

                Yet can sink ships like it’s nothing

                Always lost in the woods

                Wanting for a place to belong

                Quick to crack a smile

                Screaming on the top of my lungs the next

                Others helped me love myself

                When I look in the mirror

                I know that I will always

                Be unsatisfied with my reflection  

                Laughter can be heard a mile away

                Sobbing can only be heard only by my pillow

                Shine bright like the sun my heart sings

                Sub consciousness whispers “You will only be a star.”

                Nothing wrong with wanting to the grand finale

                Of myself


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