Who knows I might write something joyful today
But It has saddened my heart
How many stars can you see?
I'm writing of one in proximity
When I look at a star
I'm reminded of my many desires, my many
I'm caught on the rooftops most nights.
I like the difference it gives
that I could live another life, unknown
But I haven't seen the stars in a while and I wonder
where am I?