Meteor, Misconceived, Misunderstood

Born from the leftovers of an ancient stellar system,
Raised by the collision of parochial asteroids.

Misconceived, misunderstood

I picked my bits,
and wandered alone in the depths of lonely space.
A dark, distant, cold meteor,
seeking the unknown.

Misconceived, misunderstood

Change your trajectory, meet the world, they said.
So I hurtled and jostled at warp speed,
and pierced through the rigid skin of atmosphere.
The air gnawed at my being, the friction shattered my core,
but I exploded bright and said I was here.
I flickered before I lost myself, like a narcotist before an overdose,
and evanesced into banal vapor in the mesosphere.
They pointed fingers at my wreckage
and cherished my demise.

Misconceived, misunderstood

The world then shut their eyes called me a shooting star.