Stars in your eyes,
But the world on your shoulders.
"So young and beautiful,
Why are you so tired?"
Years of nightmares,
Shielded by visions of hope.
But the pressure is getting to you.
"You have so much to live for!"
Your shoulders begin slumping,
And the stars begin to die.
The hope that was once in your eyes,
Withered,
Into another fractured dream.
