Be a Star

I’m a star but not according to you

you don’t look in my mirror 

It’s all kinds of lit 

No extra stuff to spice it up 

just me being me 

My spirit is feeling up all the empty space

I’m behind the door in the back of the room 

looking directly at you 

You don’t see me but I you can you feel me

I’m the smile that creeps across your face at a memory 

I’m the melting when someone says just what you needed 

I’m the high you get after yoga 

The sleep you get after you get off the plane

I’m the chills you get when they find your spot

I’m the star 

You see me small but I’m a big deal 

Just back here gleaming 

waiting for you to recognize me. 

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