Like a baby bird I fall off a tree,
Will no one come rescue me?

Was it too early to jump?
Should I jump at all?
Knowing I can fly,
isn’t worth the fall.

And so forget about the clouds,
And the land that isn’t your tree.
Hear the world be mad loud.
But your nest never leave.

Oh! What words of a coward!
Who dares speak?
I’ve fallen but I won’t retreat.
I see where I want to be,
That future belongs to me.

In the sky, dark and vast
I hear a dim star ask:
“Why am I alone
In a place so cold—
Is this what they call galaxy?
I want a place to call home,
But that feels like fantasy.”

Is it cold? And dark?
“Yes. All day long.”

Ah! Then why don’t you shine
Through the **** cold night?
You’re dim, not gone—
Just blurred by fright
For I know there’s more stars in sight.

If you shine your light
A second will too
Then a third, and a fourth—
And it won’t just be you.

You’re a beautiful star.
Don’t be afraid, ashamed
Or distressed, of who you are.