There were two sides to choose from.
The Stars.
And the True People.
And, of course, I wanted to choose the Stars.
As a poet, as a writer, as a musician, of course you're going to want to belong to the Stars. They weren't even popular, but everyone still fell for their appearance.
But the Stars were so out of reach.
I wasn't the only one wanting to reach the Stars, it was two of us.
Over conflicts and sadness, we fell apart.
She reached the Stars.
I did not.
Yet it was still my goal.
Why shouldn't I choose the
Beautiful,
Aesthetic,
Musical,
Poetry side?
I didn't see why I shouldn't.
So I didn't notice the kindness of the True People.
I kept on pushing myself, yet I didn't achieve nothing. I got jealous, I got anxious, I got mad.
There weren't any possibilities for me being a part of the Stars if I won't get help from a couple of friends that belong to them.
But I thought.
That's enough.
If it got to me needing other people, I have to stop.
So I stayed
with the True People.
This side looked boring to me.
But yet today I realised I couldn't wish to ever be in any other group.
The Stars have no match for the people who are kind, have a pure soul and will always try to help you.
It doesn't matter how artistic you are and how all of your friends are. Doesn't matter that they're the smartest people in the world.
The True People was where I felt at home.
I finally.
I finally.
Feel at home with someone again.
It's only 3 people, but
They have no match against the Stars.
They immediately took me in and I know I can tell them anything.
The sunshine girl.
The sunflower girl.
The finch girl.
You're the true heroes.
You're my home.
I love you.