I watch the stars as they glimmer above me,
I always wonder why the stars don’t come often.
perhaps they’re busy,
maybe they don’t like visiting
but they come anyways to make us happy.

I’ve always wondered why people were scared of the dark,
it’s so comforting and it just makes my brain spark.
I sit on the rooftop looking up,
it’s cold but my heart isn’t.
What would someone do without the night sky?
It wouldn’t let me think about anything,
like if comets really fly.
Even if they hide because they’re shy,
the stars just grab my attention.
It’s like they have some kind of tension.

The rooftop isn’t very comfy
but the stars distract me.
Are the stars at work making others feel happy?
Are the stars grabbing a flashlight to shine?
Whatever it is, I’ll wait till they arrive!