The Falling Star

so much problems going on
in the middle of happiness
i am trying
trying to control myself
trying to stand by myself
but again, i am failing
i am the falling star
who used to be in the sky
shining so bright
in the middle of darkness
always be your friend at night
the one you can trust
the one you can wish on
no matter what happens
but now, on the ground
ugly
rusty
useless
i am a mess
a total rubbish.