it had a secret to tell me.
but i couldn't understand,
it was so bright.
not even true though, not even right
because everyone knows the moon doesn't have it's own
and this confused me. i could see it
i sought it out to hear
but i wasn't really there. i was trying to tell myself a secret.
that was a lie, but i found my way back around to the truth
it was a short trip to the moon
but i understand the way it pushes back at me sometimes
the words i throw are just filled with empty
and the moon knows better.
i went out to look at the moon.
and it saw me.