Stars

As I walk around I see the stars fly by in the dark night sky

as I look up at them I wonder do they ever get lonely standing there so stone-ly 

or are they happy like a small child, and shining bright because they are full of light 

but maybe they are overwhelmed by the night like they got in a bad fight 

I see them fly by in the pitch black night sky 

I watch them glow and I know they are joyful