I used to stare at the moon
In wonder.
The size of a pencil eraser
And bigger than my head,
All at once.
It was magical.
Now I stare at the moon
With hatered.
Another day wasted,
Another 24 hours spent,
Another miserable night.
My possibilities are limited,
Weigheted down by finance
Shrunk by stress.
I am smaller than a pencil eraser
To the big, gigantic, moon.
Apr 11, 2017
Apr 11, 2017 at 9:13 PM UTC
I used to stare at the moon
In wonder.
The size of a pencil eraser
And bigger than my head,
All at once.
It was magical.
Now I stare at the moon
With hatered.
Another day wasted,
Another 24 hours spent,
Another miserable night.
My possibilities are limited,
Weigheted down by finance
Shrunk by stress.
I am smaller than a pencil eraser
To the big, gigantic, moon.
