On the Ground

Fake a smile.
Turn away.
stay a while.
Watch the sky turn gray.

Fade to dusk.
Sit in the dark.
Look at the sky.
See where the stars mark.

A shooting star,
it passes by.
I wonder where you are,
my reason to cry

I reach up to the star;
how i wish to take a ride,
to take me far away,
while these feelings subside.
I'm still on the ground,
unable to move.
Not a noise all around,
just another heartbreak to soothe.