Who do I speak to about the stars?
I couldn’t choose just one to name
As none of them seemed bright enough
Sometimes I think maybe it’s me
Perhaps I can’t see the shine
Through all the tears in my eyes
But today, as the sun is setting
I’m looking up towards the stars
Wondering which one might be
Bright enough to be his star?
Who do I speak to about the stars?
I need to ask a favour of the moon
Tonight, can all the lights be brighter
Lit up like 59 birthday candles?
Tonight through tears and sadness
I need somewhere to look to
When I wish my Dad a heavenly birthday
So when I close my eyes in heartbreak
It will be like he blew the candles out
On the birthday cake we made without him
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The subsistence of our lives will live on in our words, forever encapsulating our feelings.
Words are the centre point of our existence. If we never write anything down, did we ever really exist at all?
Loneliness? No, I just embracing solitude
As someone who leads a busy life with a demanding work schedule and social commitments, I often forget to take time for myself. It wasn’t until recently that I realized the importance of being alone and how it can benefit both my physical and mental health.
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