The Moon
You are the cold moon
With the stars you glow so bright
Freezing in the night
Even without the wind I shiver
I’m suffocating myself in layers, layers, layers
You’re sweating but you’re as cold as ice
By yourself you act brand new
Cocky, conceited, snotty, snobby
Drenching the sky with your misty, black aroma
Your bottled emotions conveyed through your tongue
Oh man, if looks could kill
Oh how you need the sun
You need the happiness that once filled your dreams
That once brought you hope every day
I hope you find your sun soon because
You are the cold moon
With the stars you glow so bright
Freezing in the night