the moon

i sometimes think about
me..alone..like the moon
something so bright and full of life
but once you go close to it..all it is
is a hard core rock..no life nor spark
just a glowing stone..like my heart.
when the sun shines and brings light to the world.
while the moon comes in darkness and desspare
like my soul..and then theirs me. a loner. a happy
joyful soul but know one
to share it with..its just me myself and i
....like the moon