Refraction

I was looking up the sky, 
it was dark but I can still see the patches of faintly twinkling stars.
If stars are made of diamonds;
Or if the diamonds are made of stars,
Would I be wearing one in my heart?

I was putting up my thoughts,
it was hard yet bearable---I can still feel the desperation of emptiness.
If life is made of momentary memories;
Of if the moment of memories are made into life,
Would I be sowing this seed of plant in my garden?

I was gathering my strength,
it was as if in vain but I am not going to stop trying.
If success is made of hardship and tears,
Of if the tears and hardship are made into a success,
Would I be risking all I might?