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Stars Through a Lense


I'm indifferent to my glasses, With them I can see all the stars, I can see each planet, Like a speck of dust in the sky, But without them I can imagine the stars, I can make planets as big as I want, I can judge the distance of the moon. I'm indifferent to my glasses, I wear them all day, When the world is bright, But I take them off, So I can imagine the stars at night.
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