By Prachi Tripathi
A child points out at me for how shiny I am
The other star next to me , made a wham
He said “You finally got noticed”
I felt that I am the brightest
Getting noticed in a crowd
It gave me the feeling of being proud
I might be as small as a dot in the sky
But didn’t expect a tear from my eye
The others praised me but rest told me that I’m just a “common
star”
But for me it fixed one of my scar
Being praised for something is small
Yet it made my heart fall
By Prachi Tripat
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