When I was young I chose a star
One with the brightest of shine
I’d keep it in my reach forever,
Proud to call it mine

But now as I grow older
The star dims upon each defeat
It’s shoots up and down;
Tediously on repeat

I’d always known I could reach it
No matter what endeavors I faced
But now I feel my arm cannot take it
No matter what angle it’s placed!

I know it may take years of trying;
Pulling one from the vast sky of blue
Denying that I’ve a chance of failing
That all my dreams would not come true