I am a star with a beautiful glow... Like all the others. They look at me, the same as everyone else. I see my other half's explode daily. I feel a tear in my rock solid heart as I see my star buddies die. Like a part of me dies. Were am I? All of the others hate me even if I care for them. Do they even exist? How could I try so hard but always get let down?
"Hey look up there that's a shooting star!" 3 kids down on earth say as they see me zooming over to as many stars as I could,trying to ask for a friend.
"Hi I reply." Knowing only I could hear myself.
"Ewwww!" Says a young boy looking at the 3 kids amazed by me.
"You guys like science and stars and gross stuff like that. You guys suck!" The boy exclaimed in a mean manor. The 3 kids started to cry in embarrassment and sadness. I knew my happiness would end very quick.
"I know how you 3 feel..." I thought to myself. Maby someday I should explode like all the other stars...
"Ya you should explode your a complete nuisance. You don't deserve life! Go explode yourself." Sayed a star that mysteriously heard me from at least 50 kilometers away.
"Okay should I... No! But yes. Umm... No I'm gonna be strong and maybe the 3 little kids will see ME shine at night and will forget about what the mean boy sayed to them about me. That would make me happy for the second time in my life!
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Lights Out...
PoetryWhy do I stay here? Why can't I leave? I don't want to stay. Get me out! I can't die here! I can't live here! Can I disappear from this land, I want to go back. Or do I?
