
Looking at the night sky I see thousands of tiny wondrous stars.
All different
All the same
Blended in the the night sky
Life.
But born to stand out.
Empty promises filled by those around us
promises that everybody is somebody
And that they will be the best the world has ever known
The brightest star in the galaxy perhaps.
But it's not until too late that you see that your light is burning out and you look to your left and to your right and you see the New Brightest Star.
And you can’t help but think of what mother had said or what He had told you.
Lies
Lies
And lies.
How you tried to be the best, the brightest.
But now you’re just burned out.
Empty
Floating into the dark abyss
Watching as a new star takes your place.




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