Status: I can be you, you can be all.
Approval
The wish
To choose or not to do was decided by you. And I left my shinning stars to make our world move. I did it again being fear of rejection, yet I wrote "Let me be my own star".
This time I add music to my writing and sing loudly inviting the stars for a chorus. Suddenly the wish to fly down to the ground haunts me. The downstairs seems more beautiful than this height. My heart is ready to accept it but somewhere my mind needs an approval by you.
This time I add music to my writing and sing loudly inviting the stars for a chorus. Suddenly the wish to fly down to the ground haunts me. The downstairs seems more beautiful than this height. My heart is ready to accept it but somewhere my mind needs an approval by you.