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.