Most Unlike a Star

Fragile hearts in fragile hands,

While words of wisdom don't make sense.


If only everyone could see,

The harshness of reality.


An Escapade.


Look! A falling star...


Instead of computing how fragile we are.



If you look for the truth,


You must have the lie.


When you really need to laugh,

You might find you just cry.


If you pinch my skin,

Yes, of course it will bruise.


Seek a reason for my absence?

I'll make up an excuse.


Try to motivate others,

And they won't even try?



Ask what you like,

Just don't ask why. 


The End

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