WHAT MADE A STARBOY

I was a storm trapped in a bottle,
spinning against the glass,
a prisoner to empty promises,
which folded into silence,
to intentions whispered,
which then left to die.

I stayed,
through cold conversations,
and half-hearted smiles,
through questions unanswered,
and nights where hope
was nothing but a shadow
pretending to be light.

I stayed,
a hopeless dreamer,
chasing echoes,
mistaking borrowed words
for borrowed love.

But illusions crack,
and curtains fall on dreams.
while intentions are echoes,
and echoes fade quick.

For a person is known—
not by their intentions,
but by their actions,
which carry consequences.

I gave time
to a bond that was glass—
fragile, empty, see-through.
I let it cut me,
let it shape me,
let it hold me hostage.

But the glass broke.
And so did I.
Shards at my feet,
I bled,
but I stood.

Look.
Look what you’ve done.
You cracked the glass,
but I shaped the shards
into mirrors—
and they now reflect me.

No longer waiting for answers,
I carved my own path—
beyond shadows that clung too close,
beyond voices that never stayed.

I sweat, I bleed, I burn.
I am the fuel and the flame.
I strike gold in every fall,
because falling isn’t losing—
it’s learning where to fly.

And fly, I will.
Through every doubt,
every empty word,
every illusion
that made me stay.

I’ll rise above the noise,
and let my silence speak.
I’ll build a future with my hands,
because the past has no hold on me.

And so,
Look again.
Look what you’ve done.
I’m a starboy.

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“Look what you’ve done. I’m a starboy.” These lines are adapted from “Starboy” by The Weeknd, from the album Starboy (2016), XO and Republic Records.