The Unborn Star
Who am I, the star living as a entity.
Hopeing someday, when is my chance to shine.
Seeking around, while everyone else is bright.
Why as I, feeling disconsolate and dark.
Imagining when my time.When my light will be bright.
Patiently as I emerge, when my time be near.
Only thing I hope, is when my light will be bright.