Stars explode and are gone forever, never noticed in the first place.
This is how my life is led
Unnoticed and unwanted, waiting to explode
Waiting for some other purpose in this life
Trying to strive for things that seem to be lofted in another galaxy
The brightness of my being often overlooked
I feel as though I'm forever doomed to repeat my history
Burning day by day in the same monotonous way
Burning on but slowly burning out
I may only last a few more nights
Before I throw myself from the skies
Another shooting star suicide
---Comments are loved! This is probably the favorite thing of mine that I've written recently---
Reality: Resurrection!
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