Black Star

You can only see the bright star,
The fake star.
It blinds you,
From the truth.

I will not show you the black star,
It is secret and hidden from view.
I'm just afraid,
You wouldn't like it all that much.

The dark star,
The desolate star.
It doesn't usually shine for others,
And when it does it is not too visible.

Only a select few,
The lucky ( or unlucky,)
Get to see it,
Shine its grotesque glare.