The night, she mocks me
Promises of sleep that are to never be
The night has caged me
Forever to lay awake and think of what may be    
As soothing and loving as the moon can be
Her sister the night despises me
Truly they are polar opposites yet playing under the same starry sea
How cruel of night to not let me be
How angry of the moon I am for she does not stick up for me