Star

The waves were high and the sky was bright,
All alone in a whole new world on the beach that night.
The stars filled the midnight sky as I layed on the sand,
That feeling to hard to explain and no one could ever seem to understand.

When I look up at the stars,
It's like nothing else exists.
It doesn't matter where I am or how far,
Only consisting of old myths.

People all around me,
They all stared up too,
I could have stayed there all night,
You'd feel the same if it was you.

Nothing seemed to fill my head,
Except for what if it was me?
If it were me looking down instead,
Watching over my family.

Drifting away just taking it in silently,
Way up high, watching the wind blow.
So where were you? Everyone anxious to know.
As I begin to speak so quietly.

I was standing on my star,
Looking down on the whole world staring back up at me.
Way up high with everyone who was already up there,
Having a good time without me.

My one and only wish was being there that night,
To be somewhere new, not having to deal with all this strife.
And as I lay wishing upon my star, I knew everything was going to be alright,
Because being there was like a dream, and the best night of my life.

And when I wished on my wishing star,
I thought of the life on other planets and how small we all really are.
And how fragile our existence really is,
From this place down here, this place so far.

So when you're sad, when you're feeling blue,
Just look up at the stars in the midnight sky.
Because I'm your brightest star watching over you,
And I'll forever be with you until your tears run dry.

Because I'll always be standing on my star,
Looking down on the whole world staring back up at me.
Way up high with everyone who was already up there,
Having a good time without me.

**This poem is about my favourite place to be in the whole entire world, and about when I was there and how being there changes my whole world**
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