Kalopsia

13

Stars

I look up at the stars and try to find my father

But, then again, maybe I just try to see the future.

I wonder,

How many people must look up to the heavens and try to find hope?

How many people must get the motivation to go on, from those stars?

Have you ever felt the ache of swallowing starlight?

Have you ever looked up and wished that you could rewrite the stars?

Have you ever wished for everything to go your way?

But what is your way, really?

Is there even a way?

I mean, can anyone even have one way?

Aren't we supposed to find that out?

Then why do we wish for things to go our way?

Why do we want to be the center of the universe?

Why do we wish for the stars and the moon to revolve around us?

Why do we want the days to start and finish with us?

I look up at the stars and try to find my father

But I wonder how many are doing the same.

 --- You can't be everything you want to be before your time.