Star light, star bright.

Why does nothing I do ever feel right?

They say just keep moving foward,

what does foward even mean to them?

Does it mean to brave through the day with cloudy eyes?

Does it mean to face down your troubles with a clenched fist?

Or does it mean getting a good nights sleep after weeks of restless nights?

My soul and mind may be gone, but my heart still beats on.

I may be slandered, forgotten, robbed;

And yet my love lives on. 

Love is what truly makes the world go round.

What kind of legacy would that be;

of a lonely girl never found anywhere but in her room?

If not for love, that is.

She wakes up every morning, ready to die.

For she knows that love will let her live on.

And even if the world was falling apart at the seams and reality crumbles into a million tiny pieces,

I will live on.

My heart will bleed it's love for as long as forever.

And pouring it's crimson embrace over the world, I can do anything.

And I can do everything. 

Star light, star bright.

I'll be your guiding star in the pitch black night.