Stars. Falling like "fire" Would be cheap. Stars, I believe are of A secret nature. So old. So wise. They'd tell you All the things You never wanted To hear. You never understood, But they were your stars. So you listened. And then You fell. And their words became Truth. Your pain Supernova. Your pain Blinding explosive. Your pain. Their pain. And you knew, Now Stars were not for Childish wishes. Stars were yours. When some say; "You have stars in your eyes." You know. The story. The pain. The wisdom. Now when they fall, Race across the sky, You fall too.