A little star fell down from the midnight sky
Lay alone upon the grass, she began to cry
Listening to the laughter from above
Feeling foolish for believing that she even could
Achieve her dreams before they were born
She never got chance to prove them wrong
"Your not beautiful enough, come back when you are.
When you're strong enough to take the pressure
Of being a true star"
But looking up made her feel proud
She wouldn't be just a face in the crowd
Showing them her talent was truly unique
She softly sung the moon to sleep.