I used to think i was a moon,
Giving light taken from sun.
Now i am dancing over shattered glasses,
Singing broken songs with sadness,
Sending prayers to wherever god is,
the emptiness inside me is creeping in,
Now i am feeling like i am burning myself, to give the light i carry within, for people whose happiness fuels my soul.
Sometimes tears drip on my cheek, i wipe it and i keep on going,
Because there's no way i am giving up.
Sometimes i feel so sad, and get hurt so bad, but i will keep on burning, emitting light as much as i can,
Because this soul of mine is resilient, i am forging myself a warrior,
Don't need any superpower, i am the hero of my story. I will make this world a better place, however small my contribution may be.
I am my burning sun.