"nice natie, you can touch the stars!"
she is not a star herself, like the people around her, even when told she is. it just feels silly, like she's only humoring a game of pretend. everyone else in her class truly shines, and she's just like, a cardboard star. painted with a flakey brush and convincing no one
but in her dreams, deep down, if she puts her head in the clouds just a little bit, maybe she can shine too. just like they all do. maybe one day it won't feel like faking it














