shiny stars

I used to look at the stars every night

 because they give me some semblance of oblivion, of infinity, of freedom.

 I won't ever stop looking at them, they give me hope about everything, they're just the right thing in this whole universe.

 I used to look at the stars every night, searching for answers that I hope that they would give me, grasping for a sign, an inkling of an idea of what I suppose to do with my life, 

And i'm still waiting,

waiting for the stars to shine on me when i talk or when i ask

When they shine, i know everything is gonna be okay

Other nights they dont shine, maybe because they shine to other people who really wants to know that everything will be okay more than me.

Stars, i love all of you.