Once upon
A single moon,
I wished upon
A shooting star
To be myself.
I tried and tried
But people laughed
I cried and cut
And bled like mad.
No one understood.

Once upon
A single moon,
I wished upon
A shooting star
To be with you.
But I up and left.
Then we split up.
That's okay.
I'm fine.

-3nwlry