I wonder if the stars
Are as cold as they look
As cold as we are
As cold as empty skies.
I guess it's time to fill your life
With something more than
A pretty face
But don't forget the jealous ones
We're all hoping for a montage
like yours
But we don't have the guts to build one
Stop looking back
At the
Wrist-cutting
scar-strutting
Advice-giving
suicidal living.
We are not the only lonely fools
As stars on the water
There are always more
Where we come from.

- Lani - .03