Our bodies are made up from the stars that once were

The ones that ended because they burned too bright

They were filled with the power to shine through night and day

Never dull

They knew their duty and they did it

And if that’s in my body

Then I accept it

I accept the strongness of the star

For it helps me burn as bright as I possibly can

And maybe

Just maybe

Whenever I die

I’ll become a star myself

What I always am

What I’m supposed to be

Bright in the sky

Burning

Destined to explode