In the dark, I'm most alive, Twinkling lights, I'm passing by, A reflection shows my gentle face, A world of dreams, in a secret place.

Falling sweet, or falling hard, I'm a hint, of what's to be spared, From heights great, to a single tear, My impact's felt, though I'm just one, clear.

Don't judge its skin Lay it on its spine Wings spread out, flipping through See where it takes you

I ride in a shaky chariot with one bad wheel, while you wait in endless lines to strike an overpriced deal. Then comes the game when I get home, fridge Tetris played with milk and foam.

First three is a tiny insect All six letters are on top of a buck Counted as points, and double checked It could end up on your wall, if you have any luck.