WASTED ANGER...

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.

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