Gazing at the moon,
I think its so damn funny
How i get all romantic
And act all corny
Mushy me soon takes over
And i start to feel loony
Beneath the silvery light i hover
And then i start to feel gloomy...
Gloom settles into my heart
And i start to wonder
Whether to search for my part
Should i find it here or yonder?
I have developed ill will now
Not seeing the moon
So that i can close my eyes to the realities to which i have to bow
I just keep walking in the dark now humming my own tune
I have transcended beyond the night and the moon
So that i can keep the illusion of the determined me
Glowing throughout the day and the bright noon
But still in all the illusions i seek only to show the real 'me'...
I was thinking of not posting it but then what the hell is my blog for then..! ;)
