‎I was standing in the center aisle, ‎the spotlight was on me. ‎I enjoyed the cheering and claps for me, ‎I even waved my hands mid-air. ‎I was the star in the sky–shining brightly. ‎ ‎Before I knew it, ‎the dawn came and the sun arose, ‎I tried to go, to walk, to run, however I'm stuck. ‎My bag is too heavy, with an unknown object. ‎Loaded with the things my naked eyes couldn't see. ‎ ‎ ‎Once again I tried to find the same old path, ‎I walked till I was at the center aisle, ‎I can hear the cheers, and claps. ‎Even the spotlight blinded me. ‎The star shines so bright, but it wasn't me. ‎ ‎As I looked around, I was in the middle of the crowd. ‎Also cheering for who I was before. ‎The smile I wear, the words I utter are to cheer, so clear and loud. ‎ ‎ ‎Till I grew weary my mind knows that I cannot go back. ‎Till my eyes grew tired, it will never change that my spark slipped away. ‎ ‎ ‎Yesterday's paradise will always haunt me. ‎ ‎ ‎