The word crushed and smothered and erased
Leaving me on the floor gasping and confused
So lonely and untrusting of myself
Until a star came out of the darkness
Shining and swadling me in warmth
The star was a guiding star, showing me the way
Making me trust myself, love myself
How is it possible to repay a star so bright?
Any gift would be so small in comparison
The guiding star helps so many and expects nothing, and that is why this star shines brighter than the rest.