the stars

I look up and see the stars

They shine so bright

Lighting the sky,

Admired by everyone

I want to be like them,

I'm envious of the stars

But that's okay

one day I will join them.

My wish might not come true

But its okay

For I have lived my life everyday

In joy and happiness.

Even though there will always be someone better

To those around you 

You are always,

A star

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