Each and everyone of us are stars
how you might ask
well the less bright ones are like a shy kid in the back of class
watching the clock counting down the seconds as they pass
waiting to go home because he's not afraid to shine when he's alone
he just wants to be bright but because of packed on mileage he screws up every opportunity out of fright
he's always overlooked.. so that little dark stars least favirote time is night

Now the bright ones they're like the popular kid always the center of attention
weither it's due to looks, charm, luck, or because he's the class clown who just got detention
on the outside everything always seems to be fine
but maybe just maybe he'd like time he could just call mine
maybe he'd like to run away to a place incredibly hard to find
finally giving that dark star a chance to shine

Next time you're out star gazing
look at the not so bright stars to and try to find something amazing
then stop and think what kind of star are you?

I'd like a sign, just one of you're existence
give me this and ill give you a simple thank you for you're persistence

The key was thrown away a long time ago
So the odds of him showing are never to no
No sign of light
Unable to break these bars even when using all his might
Soon his fingers will have weithered away to nothing
Clawing at the walls like it's going to do something
He knows it won't
Bleeding from the throat, screaming or atleast trying to....he's lost his voice
But does one really make noise with no one around?

Somedays i wake up wishing you were still here
Wishing that you're voice was something i could still hear
Somedays i wish but i know the wishings going no where

Am i foolish to believe happiness is something i've yet to obtain?
I feel like my heart is in a constant battle with my brain
everyday everythings so .. so plain
seemingly the same
kind of like a game you play over and over restarting it just before you reach the end
your to afraid to reach the end so you watch it begin again and again and again
the story never changes but feelings do
happiness if your waiting .. this is your cue

Don't pay attention to the duct tape and super glue holding everyone together
we're all just a little toy boat that's seen the best and the worse weather
we're a boat with holes in it's sides and wooden planks breaking off
the planks left have begun to rot and become soft
watch you're step they're sensitive now
but to man this boat forever till death i vow
for in my eyes this boat will forever maintain it's beauty from its first day till now