Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star
I can not believe
Just how ignorant you are
Burning up there
In your sky so bright
Indignantly shining
Your brilliant light
Not knowing of the trouble
That hurts the world below
The concept of heartache
You’ll never know
I don’t understand you
I’m not sure I care
Because I am down here
And you’re way up there
Am I dreaming your beauty?
Have you already burnt out?
Is faith just a myth?
That I dream about?
The sing songy rhyme
That is this sad poem
Is a mere reflection
Of stories unknown.