but i must say

tenth

i believe you to 

be a dead star. 

you are shining

but all 

the others see is dark. 

for too long,

you smiled so bright

spreading smiles

touching lives

until one day

you outshone yourself

and you burned up

along with 

everything 

else. 

you say no one

trusts you now, 

they think you're beyond saving.

but i must say,

i will cherish

you forever

as long as you live.

because even dead stars

are still stars,

but then you ask,

i still don't know

whether to not or 

believe that it's true

you asked, 

"if i want to destroy the 

monster in me, 

won't i have to 

destroy myself too?"