The stars are like dots
That we may never see
Or feel
But in the sky
They twinkle and shine
Like little tiny hopes
That fill the night sky.
They fill the loveless with hope
And other alike
With those little stars in the sky
Even though they died
They still shine
Leaving a mark in the night sky.
Everyday a star is made
Another dies or fades away
It may take ages
Or years
To tell who goes out first.
It doesn't matter
They since the same
Showing us
A path
Without the insanity.
