Just Like You

Dear, Moon

You bring out the me I choose not to see. You bring my darkness to light; sometimes when this happens I don’t like what I see. Does all of me hold enough quality? Is the love that I seek seeking me? Is my dark side too much for the love of my life? Am I capable of being anyone's wife? I really would like to know. Should I put on a show? Should I pretend I never feel low? Should I put on a face that says everything’s okay? Should I say whatever they want me to say? Or should I be like you? Shine bright when I feel like lighting the night sky. Fade away when I’m called to flee away. You and I are no different. People stop to stare at me too; only I don’t know if it’s because I’m beautiful or just simply a fool. They say “wow look at you”, but to me they just stare like they have no clue. Sometimes I wish I were more like you. You probably don’t care what they think and how they view you. I want to be just like you.

Sincerely,

Someone who admires you.