Little Things

wanted

I spend so many nights starring up from my bed.
Gazing upon the plastic glow in the dark stars.
Vision blurs as I long to be staring at the real thing.
Or maybe- it's not so much that I want to see them.
Maybe it's I want to be one- I want to be a star.
I want to be looked for-
to be wanted so badly that
people travel miles just
to get far enough away
to see me properly.
What a different feeling,
to be wanted.
To feel so loved and cherished.
That's all I've ever wanted,
I want to feel noticed.
I want to feel loved.
I want to feel like I'm worth something.
I don't just want to be wanted.
I want to be wanted by you.
So tell me, will you travel away from it all to see me?
Will you miss me when you have to return to civilization?
No..
No you will simply stay where you are-
not bothering to take a chance on something you can't see.
But why would you?
So many shine brighter than me..