We are who we are.
Just like the glittering star. Above so high and safe.
For others to see and for others to enjoy.
But yet not so untouchable and free from hurt.
But we, we are who we are..
Different like anyone else. That makes one each person unique.
Sometimes hard to believing yourself that is right. So we sometimes feel so week.
Why not behave like the star so light. It tells you to look at me. Shining so bright.
In the dark feeling so free.
Doubting and competing each other with bad deeds and materials.
Not knowing we all will stand one day for trial.
Now hoping that the others realize that they can chance the way they are.
The sens and value of what is when we are who we are.. wishing just to be like the star.