everybody's eyes are on me
they watch and they mock
they pick and they pick until they find just enough imperfections to set me over the edge
i stand in front of them all hoping to leave some sort of impression
they judge you before even getting to know you
they barely give themselves the chance because they are caught up in who they are
but life isn't about that
life is about an act of kindness
just one hug or smile that could make someone's day turn upside down
it's about waking up each morning believing you are able to do anything, to be anyone
in the end, it's all up to you
make it worth it
"perhaps she was a shooting star, or a golden drop of sun?"