• I sit under the blinking sky,
    Making a wish as a star floats by.
    I understand that none will come true,
    Because they all pertain to me and you.
    I wait for a while and think about each,
    The past, the present, and what the future will teach.
    I keep in mind that I’ll be hurt by it all,
    And after each time, I have to keep standing tall.
    So I’ll force myself to do what I know,
    I’ll take a step forward and decide where to go.