For so long, I had been nothing less than a star.

Ever since birth, I had that sheen.

My naive mind, it thought that I could travel so far.

I had the brightest luminescence that had ever been seen.

Never would I have expected

that I would get knocked out of orbit,

and my light diluted.

The moment I entered high school,

I involuntarily signed up for a race.

I was thrown out of bounds.

I felt like a huge fool, 

lost like a stray rogue planet in outer space,

waiting to be picked up and found.

Why do I have to do this?

It doesn’t matter,

because my once bright future 

had already been ruined.

Over time, my starlight dimmed.

It was as if an eclipsing moon had obscured everything.

Who knew my mentality was a paper to be easily ripped.

Now I feel like I can’t do anything.

I had been deluded by brightness,

thinking I could do so much.

Now I am being consumed by darkness,

trying to find anything that could come in clutch

to save my dying future

from the hands of any danger

that will kill my mother.

The school would never understand,

my family will never understand,

the adults in my life won’t ever understand

that I’m not as perfect as I thought I was.

The night sky changes with each passing season.

Once, I thought I was nothing less than a star,

twinkling with utmost brilliance up high.

When in actuality, I am nothing like a star

that shines brilliantly in the night.

I’m only human.