(I dont have any pics of galaxies and Im too lazy to research one so enjoy this photo)
I know you want to see the world.
I know you want to get out of your little box and be happy.
I know black holes are eating away your compassion.You are like a star, shimmering in the darkness.
Your mind is like a galaxy, so complex and so beautiful.
You have spacedust in your lungs, shooting stars in your stomach and millions and millions of planets on your skin.I know you feel like you dont matter.
I know you feel like noone cares at all.But
If the sun, that fiery ball of nitrogen, comes out every day to warm our faded skin,
And if the stars sparkle every single night reminding us how beautiful space and life is,
And if millions of galaxies were created and life appeared on Earth
Just to create you, a space being, to create, inspire and make a change in this world
Wouldn't it make you think we matter?Maybe the purpose is not yet visible for us to see,
But untill we find it,
Well look at the stars, watch them grow, shimmer and glow,
And make you stay alive.

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PoezjaJust some poems I came up with that I really like(trigger warning!)