they call us the lost stars

who ran across the sky, 

glitter and gold on our skin

jewels and crowns on our heads

wonder and hope in our hearts.

but like dawn breaks night 

our sparkle dimmed as daylight

brought truth to our scars, 

to every sin and white lie,

every ego wish called a dream.

now we lay awake in pretend sleep,

praying to a force, quantum law, or God:

is this it, this life we wanted to sparkle in?

please tell us what to wish for.