The night skies and the glistening moon shine beneath the stars.
I look through my window, i see the sky setting down along the horizon.
I look at the calm trees and wonder, how did life become this way.
The stars look like little lights all around me.
I wish upon them, hoping that things could change.
Life, me, the world.
I sit in the darkness wondering why.
Why is the moon shining on me.
Why does it want me to see nature at this time.
I can't wait till morning to see nature in its beautiful state.
Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 11:01 PM UTC
The night skies and the glistening moon shine beneath the stars.
I look through my window, i see the sky setting down along the horizon.
I look at the calm trees and wonder, how did life become this way.
The stars look like little lights all around me.
I wish upon them, hoping that things could change.
Life, me, the world.
I sit in the darkness wondering why.
Why is the moon shining on me.
Why does it want me to see nature at this time.
I can't wait till morning to see nature in its beautiful state.