Supernova

 
Some may say, 
"If you stand for nothing 
You fall for anything?" 
But you fail to comprehend 
That rule doesn't always apply. 
I am no longer the moon controlling 
The tides of my standards, 
Now it"s the gravitational pull 
Of a mirrors reflection that 
Determines who I "fall for". 
Maybe if I were caramel 
Instead of a dark chocolate, 
I'd have the confidence 
To reach for the brightest star. 
But those shinning orbs 
Only shine upon, 
The straightest of teeth and 
Handsomest of faces. 
Not even the nights diamonds 
Are brilliant enough to 
Illuminate what lies inside, 
They can only expose the exterior, 
But are blind to what truly matters. 
So here I patiently wait 
Still orbiting the warm sun, 
Still searching for my Supernova 
Whose light will pierce this outer shell 
And finally reveal the person that lies within.