when I feel lonely or lost I look to the sky.
It goes on and on and no one knows why.
It's like life in that way, and it helps me understand.
There is more that meets the eye whether it's a big rock or a grain of sand.
when you see a rock, that's what it seems, but when it breaks then you see.
Some things don't show their beauty on the outside, some need a key.
The stars may be small but they shine bright
Everyone, when given the chance, has that light.
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Poetrythis is just poems about... life i guess its hard but you have to move through it like everyone else.
