The Moon and Me
I love moonlit nights.
I loved it since I was a kid,
I can relate with the Moon.
It's like me,
Some nights it has company,
Some nights it's lonely,
Some nights it shines the brightest,
And the other nights it's light is clouded by darkness.
Some nights it's so bold to face the world,
And some nights it's scared to reveal itself.
Like me, the moon also have scars and dents,
But that makes us more beautiful and real.
They all say it needs the Sun to lit itself...
Does it mean, I too need someone to brighten up myself?
Who is willing to be my Sun, supporting me from behind?