I am naturally drawn to the moon,
The stars, the sky,
All of it seems to be mine.
And I don't share well.
So don't ask for a piece of it.
As I walk to my destination, I am followed
By a bright glow in the nighttime sky,
The moon,
He who follows me everywhere.
His minions, the stars,
Wink and glitter at me.
We hold secrets that aren't allowed to be told.
We hold secrets that make others cry
And yet we are sympathetic towards their needs,
But ignore them in the end.
That navy blue blanket of darkness
Has engulfed me for the last time,
Now I will go out of my way
To become a star,
A part of the moon,
A part of something that is bigger
Than what I have here on earth.