Turn this way, I'm certain
Not sure if this way is the right way
Close the final curtain
The show is long since over and I cant stay

I don't know where to go or where I'm headed
Walking into a void in blindness

They say I could be a writer
Or a lawyer, an artist
Or a nurse, a scientist
But I desire for something greater

These poems mean nothing until the stars cry my name
Begging for one more poetic sentence about their light
Dancing throughout the black space-less sky
And I still wonder why
Why do I continue to cry

Will he still stay with me even though I've been broken
The promises the stars keep may be unfulfilled when the future is open