Who Controls The Stars
Some acknowledgement from above that I'm worth more than this. More than, insults, constant blame and shame. This marriage is too hard. What a waste it will be if I never get to see, something good come from all this pain. I've waited decades for my time to shine and now I'm wishing on stars...Why am I the only who sees a pot of gold in me?
Time is fleeting, my creators are gone. I'm left here alone to navigate. I miss them all so much, death is funny like that. Still I have a burning, yearning desire to accomplish and create. To be and to see all that I can do. I'm looking for a hand up. I'm asking the universe to turn the tides for me. So I sit here wishing on stars and wondering who controls the stars. Waiting for someone to believe in me...
Who Controls The Stars
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