I look up to see the stars looking down.
As if they were guardians of this planet Earth.
Shining bright and never losing hope.
A reminder for people who are broken.
To smile and stay strong.
We all know that after it rains, out comes a rainbow.
And it gets difficult to face the truth.
If anything, I run the opposite direction.
Live in my dream land where everything is perfect.
The knowledge that I should set my goals by the stars.
Not the passing ships, and that taunts my soul.
Afraid to take the risk and maybe falling giving scars and pain.
Will I pass and reach my goal?
Or will I try and hurt myself for good?
The fear to find out is preventing myself to attempt.
I keep gazing up in the fear of losing my goal.
Walking and running to always keep track.
But no matter what I do, it manages to slip away.
Stars are meant to give hope and pride.
Be there as a reminder to stand tall.
And for me it is sometimes the opposite.
I envy the stars, shimmering there in it's own spot.
Anytime I see them, I see perfection and amazing stars.
Thinking "why I aren't just like them even when I'm my best".
They have always supported me in times of need.
And I'm very glad that not one of them have left.
Yet I can't help but think "I should be just like one".
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A Poetry Book
PoetryA collection of poetry I, @canpotcat, have written over the past 3 years. Basically somewhat like my diary because every poem I wrote was at the moment about how I was feeling and what happened. And just something to know, a couple of the poetry wri...
