Hope

This poem keeps me searching for more.

Looking at the stars,
I wish I was there,
Looking over everything and everyone.
Being among my own kind
And shining bright.
Being aknowledged.
Being wished upon.
Being someone's dream.
The stars represent night,
But also hope.
In some the hope is bright,
My hope is fading.
One day the hope will return,
And I will be shining once again.