Imagine being the moon
Orbiting not the sun but a planet
Because the sun may be bright but it nowhere near as special as the planet you dearly love
People on that special little planet looking up at you
For years and years and years
The most powerful,
Or influential
Or kind
Or intelligent
All of these people looking up at you in awe
Because somehow you are the most beautiful thing they have ever seen
From a distance you are glowing,
And no can help but stare
But up close you’d think you were plain
But you are still so special
And you control that little planets tides,
The water following your every command
Because you are just that compelling
Oh to be the moon