Star I sit here, gazing at a world so far away from me. So unfamiliar, and I can't help but wonder Why? Their world so big, and me................... so small. How can I be significant? Yet, as I gaze at them, lost in their spinning orb, I don't understand what I see, A people, at war within themselves, over what? How many lives must be lost, before you realize how precious it is. And all I can do, is sit and watch you, spin, spin, spin, spin, always spinning, Spinning into yourselves, Occasionally looking up at me, lighting your night sky. But while I make your sky beautiful, You make me cry. And I fall. |
Richelle Robbins |
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