Look To The Stars

Look to the stars,

How bright they are.

I wonder, when they look down on me,

Do they smile, or do they weep.

Everything is spinning,

One big universe.

I need to know,

If my life is a blessing, or a curse.

I hear a sound, so faint and full of sorrow.

I listen, wishing,

That this voice will be stronger for tomorrow.

Wishing that it will survive.

A tangled pattern in the sky,

Bright stars confused,

Of where they are supposed to lie.

I look to the stars.