[b][u]Captured Star[/u][/b]

Child of starlight, where did they hide you?
Pale splendor wasted on so few
Whited halls kept spotless for who?
Sterile and stifling--you feel it too.
Do not let them drown you, little star
Their take on perfection only goes so far
Can you measure the worth of the sun?
No one can name a price, no, not one.
Born of molten cosmos, you catch fire
They fear your light: their pyre
Catch fire, my star, and burn bright
Ignite your soul and scorch their sight
Even as you burn them, they will be saved
In your radiance the future will be paved