I should be proud
I should be thankful
I’ve had a good life
Everything is plentiful

But
my head won’t let me think straight
Everything’s a mess
I can’t be happy
When I’m less
than stardust
the dirt on the ground
We’re all made of the same things
as the stars and galaxies
But I think I’m missing something

The sunshine, moonlight
Makes everything beautiful
Look at the smiles of my best friends
Wonderful, as usual

I feel so inferior
to the beauty of my friends
Why they love me, I don’t know
but I’m there until the end

Take a long look at my friends
then a glance at me
and you’ll see
I’m less
than stardust
While they’re galaxies

Humans are all one
However we are not all for one
Instead we are all for ourselves
Humans are not perfect
And that I understand
But instead of trying to strive for perfection
We **** one another because we want to feel powerful
We scorn one another because we want others to feel our pain
We break one another because we want someone else to be broken
We hate one another because we want someone else to be hated like we are
Then, we **** ourselves because we don’t want to live like that
Because we don’t want really want to ****, or scorn, or break, or hate one another
We just want someone else to feel human

I'm sorry Mom, for the times I complained,
And for all the unnecessary tears,
I'm sorry Mom, for all the times I yelled,
And for all those wasted years.
I'm sorry Mom, for my stubborn behavior,
And for the times I ran away,
From all of the problems, I didn't feel like facing
Forgive me, Mom, for I was lead astray.
I'm sorry Mom, please show me the door,
I think it's time I leave.
I need to find my own way of life,
and stop destroying yours.

i see you at crossroads
your face the only landmark
i have traveled both ways
more than once
the traveler in me
have been lost for ages
catch me turning around the corner
catch me falling for you

you are the crossroad
but none of these trails
will ever lead to you