Without An End Poem by Star Dust

Flipping through the pages,
To find the happy ending,
To read pass the boring chapter,
To realize the hero was the enemy,

To write a new character in,
To change the ending,
To light up the darkness,
To solve the problem from which stumped the leader,

To discover what was hidden,
To change the plot,
To supervise the path,
To see what you can form,

To create a different story,
For in the end the story ends up to be your life,
In which you’ve tried to figure out the conclusion,
But it never came to you,

And now you’re left with an empty page,
Trying to find yourself,
But the story has already finished,
Strangely without an end.