So imperfect, how can somebody love me?

So isolated, how can anybody love me?

I see everything, I know everything, no one above me. 

They still wonder about me, I keep moving. Everlasting, Always passing. 

i've seen you before, but I can't seem to find you. 

I only wake up when everyone is asleep. 

I talk to some but seem so far, I'm the lost star, trying to find you. 

But people need me, so I guide them. 

i see it, I know it. 

I still shine bright through this night sky. 

Just notice me,

as I flow beautifully like poetry.