Outside

I used to think earth was too noisy. 

But now I see why the moon was too far away.

I always sit in the moon and think...

Then again I never went back to earth again.

I once made friend with an alien.

But now he's gone. 

If I could tied him down.

I would keep him forever.

I was never mean nor sad.

But I might be hungry.

I can't eat rocks.

But I can call moon service.

I won't be spending lots. 

But I might eat lots.

I used to think the earth was too noisy.

But I know why the moon was too far away.

This poem is about: 
Me

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