in a box under my bed

I have kept them

safe from all the world

and every one

wished upon in some way

but that never works out



burning bright and burning out

disappear and then fall down

are they special or just broken

dying and moving on?



am I always wrong?

can you see it?

there's another one right there

and it's falling

'cause it's finished

being a star

can you feel it?

does it mean as much to you?

honestly



(am I that wrong?

is it me every time?

show me how to take this

as you go on and on