under the dark sky
a woman sits alone
on a bench, looking up
at the white moon.
“i guess its just me and you,”
she laughs.
she smiles softly and says,
“i wish i was beautiful like you”
the moon shines in the black sky,
along with the many stars surrounding
her.
“i wish i could shine like you,
confident in who i am,
as a person
as a human being.”
tears start rolling down her cheeks,
the moon gets blurry in her eyesight.
a soft voice replies,
“but darling, you are beautiful.
beautiful in every sense. every way.
you should be confident in who you are.
it doesn’t matter what others think of you.
you should be proud of who you are.”
the woman wipes her tears away, hurriedly
and looks around but sees no one.
“up here, darling”
the woman looks up to see the moon smiling down at her.