Stars are distant
Don't compare me to them
The heavenly world is something you reach when you dead.
Are you dead?
Lost to me here on earth.

You must be dead for I feel not your warmth upon me.
Why? Did I kill you?
Did I fall from the heavens you placed me in and hit you
Hard and slow into the ground
To bury you six times over.

It is my fault you dead..
I didn't like the distance of the stars you placed me with
And it was not the right place
I am not a star.