Stars;
So much can be seen by the naked eye.
We tend to look highly of them,
But they're pretty much like us.

They're born
Live,
And they die.

Some stars lose their light,
Some explode.
Even though they seem so ahead,
Like us, they are still mortal.

The way we look at stars,
It's like they can guide us moving on.
In reality, we're lost in the past;
Long gone, moved on.