I’m a speck of dust within our galaxy.
Will I ever become a beautiful star?
They tell me everyone shines the same. But
How come I don’t feel that way. I want to make
A difference, I want to be seen. But will I ever amount to
That? I hate the sun. With its power and greatness.
It’s the reflection of everything I want to become.
I’m jealous.
This sun makes my dreams seem foolish.
Impossible, unrealistic, unobtainable.
I’m afraid.
A tiny speck trying to become something more.
Is that even real?
I’m scared.
As I watch everyone else become stars, will I
Ever be able to be like them?
I don’t want to be just a star nor the sun.
I want to be something more.

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