Stars.

   Those tiny lights, way up in the sky. They sparkle so beautifully, and perfectly. They look small, but up close, they could burn your eyes. Stars are a very powerful, very large, fixed luminous point in the night sky. Stars are strong. Stars are not immortal. Stars grow. Stars are real. And so are we. Kids, are exactly like the stars. People think of us as small, tiny humans that can't do anything or have one good idea. But we aren't actually small, we just seem like it because they are too far away, and they don't know us. We can't give up on our selves, and our dreams just because people tell us that we can't do them, or that we aren't good enough.  We have the power to make our own destiny's.
  Finding your self is hard, and I am not even sure if I know who I am. Its basically like shopping. If you give up at your first store, you don't deserve to find what your looking for. Its hard, and your feet can get tired, you can end up hating the pants you decided to wear, and even having your phone die on you. But real, hard core shoppers don't stop. They keep looking. That is what real people do. Real people don't stop trying to become something they want to be. Real people love them selves. But here is the question, how are we supposed to love our selves, and believe in our selves, if we don't know who we are, and why do some stars shine brighter than others?