The galaxies and constellations judge me nightly
I hide away from the sky in a vain attempt at regaining my sanity

There is no comfort in the hours after midnight
No hope for me to ever love or be loved

The daylight hides my flaws
Muffling them with muted light and bright blue mornings

I shroud myself in the appeals of dawn
Where no one views my face as anything else than another visage

But the nighttime tears away my fragile veneer
Exposing me for what I am and what I will never be

Avoid the ever present darkness
Shield myself in the falsity of the sun

My repose is ruined by black voids and glittering stars
Tearing me apart with their cold logic and knowing eyes

- starr