A wishing star

When at night we look at the sky,
We wonder how and why?
As if the sky were to answer us back, we cry.

Tears of confusion draw lines in our face,
They come down as if they were on a race,
You just wish you could go at your own pace.

We hold our hands to pray,
And we just wish for a new day,
We just want the pain to go away.

Our hearts beat faster than they ever had,
We just feel really sad,
And we remember we're mad!

Our stomachs hurt from betrayal,
And our hearts start to fail,
our faces look pail.

We look at the sky once again,
As if the stars were going to explain,
We look above trying to complain.

But we stare without moving,
As if things by themselves were to start improving,
And then we feel like everyone is disapproving.

You can hear our heartbeat's sound,
We still feel like we're gonna breakdown,
And it makes us look like clowns.

Once more we wish on a wishing star,
And we sing for honesty with our guitar,
But those wishes seem so far.

But wishes on the star never come true,
And dates are still going to be due,
So you better start putting things together with your own glue.