We were all born into this world,
as a bright and shining star;
beaming with life,
blinding radiance,
boundless potential,
mind,
heart,
and body
all the same;
and as we all know,
all stars,
are made of dreams;
and we also knew
that nothing could stop any of us;
nothing,
but this tainted ground,
soiled with broken dreams
false hopes
and tattered seams
and as we each grew older,
we watched as our very own favorite stars began to fall,
and as we witnessed our falling stars,
our very own light started to dim,
we continued to watch as the suns around us,
closest to us,
the ones that shared the night sky with us,
burnt out,
and stopped shining all together
Scared,
broken,
hopeless,
the dark dark sky was all that we had ever known
But the most heartbreaking to us of all,
was watching the brightest stars around us continue to shine,
even in the dark,
they continued to light up the skies with their passionate fire,
brighter than we ever could,
and we wished to ourselves,
to be reborn
as a bright star;
as they are,
and how they can light up the sad sky
and the burnt out stars around them
as they do,
with their brilliant light
they're different
they're special
and
we can never
ever
shine as bright as them,
or so the dull dark skies had taught us to believe
But what do those stars
that shine the brightest
in the deep dark ocean
that was
the night sky
possess?
What do they have,
that we don't?
We're all made of the same stuff aren't we?
But even so,
we continue to just look up to the brightest stars
and tell ourselves that we could never
ever
be one of them
shine as bright as them
light up the sky the way they have,
but we could.
yeah,
we can,
you can.
if we only knew,
if only you knew.
if we were only told,
if only you were told.
if we were only once reminded
*if only, you were, only once
reminded*
that they are the same as me
and you!
they are not special
they are what you and me are
the only difference,
between us and them,
is that they realized sooner than we did
sooner than you did,
that we,
that you,
are
a bright brilliant shining star.
and that nothing,
nothing,
can change that about you
no matter how dark the skies get
no matter how many stars around you would fall
no matter how dim your light has gotten after all
these
years
that even so,
you are still what you are
a star
and nothing can change
what you are
and a star
was born
to shine
so shine
because remember
that
**you
are still
a star**
Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 10:26 PM UTC