the moon (and i wonder, how did i become so distracted?)

into the clouds (so that i am past the atmosphere and the troubles within the ozones)

 

you tell me troubles and i share with you mine as the clouds share the sky (they all connect at some point)

 

the moon is a point in the blue: distant but fervent (i wish i knew when to be distant and when to be fervent, and so you tell me to look at the moon)

 

when i watch the moon, i can see every streetlight that I followed instead of the moon (and i wonder, how did i become so distracted?)