i found some old writing in 1 of my journals, i have no memory of writing it but its obviously in my shit hand writing. I think it was supposed 2 be a poem but idk.
a star that shined so bright
but could always be brighter
died out because it realized that being in the dark
is better than seeing its own mistakes
It describes me rn pretty well so i just think its odd tht i found it after all this time. Also i found it yesterday which means it was exactly 5months since I wrote it.