You are the stars

People always assume the stars live in the galaxy

But what if that's not the case

What if the galaxy captured them, told them "whoever shines the brightest will get set free"

But still they remain captured

Still billions of years later they shine their brightest

What if stars are just are reflections

For every breaking captured soul it shines through to the heavens to remind us

We aren't stuck

Or even if we are captured by the galaxy for the rest of are time

That there is some light.