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I stood at the shadows
of people who made it
I watched as people praise
people adore
people flock over
people who made it
While I—
a lonely star
in a field of nebulae
I watched as people pass by
people stay silent
people avoid coming
to people who are unknown
As they say
—eyes widen at
the prospect of triumph
people want glory
people are hungry
people demand I show
only good things
I get it now—
why people won't see me
—why people won't love me
why people would look
the other way
as they pass by me
I get it
I hate it
being alone is a stab
in the gut
to draw out blood
because—
People want tales
of vengeance
people are craving
for warriors
who triumphs
—people don't have
time for unremarkable
people—which I am
So I stood and stayed
at the shadow of people
who made it
until I wither away
to something
people wouldn't want
ever
YOU ARE READING
a symphony of stars, a cacophony of wishes.
Poetry❝𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯❞ ˜"*°•˜"*...
