Pluto is small and cold..
Always gets pushed aside.
While Pluto dies on the inside..
The Sun gets to
Shine and glow
Helping others
Like the starving earth
So the sun shine and glows
Giving and giving
But she can’t reach Pluto
Pluto’s small and cold
I think we’re all Pluto at some point or another…
Id picked the sun but deep down I know
I’m Pluto
Some people are lucky getting to be the sun first
But I’m here dying of thirst ..
Suck small and cold..
While the sun shines bright
The sun looks so bright and beautiful
Even though the sun gives and gives
I guess I choose the sun
because shes give and gives
Without a break she keeps going
As Pluto so small and cold
the sun..Well the sun is amazing in my eyes
But like everyone, everything the sun has its errors
Giving to much
Being too bright
But she still tries.
Try to be right.
Soon like everyone says
She will die soon
She’ll give up soon
She’ll finally rest her eyes
Everyone will see how strong she’s been.
How much they needed her.
Without the sun they’ll all be cold..
maybe turn small
Maybe they’ll be like me
Small cold pluto.
Or maybe she won’t die at all
She’ll keep shining bright
Maybe eventually ill shine bright
But we all know that isn’t right
I’ll continue being small and cold
She’ll be bright and beautiful.
Because that’s how the story goes
She’ll take the spot light
I’ll be the tree in the background of the play
Throughout the play eyes will be on her
While I’m stuck at the tree or holding the light for her