POEM BOOK

AS THE SUN WAKES

(Made by me a few minutes ago off of the top of my head, enjoy [:)

As the sun sets, and the moon wakes,

I think "will I ever make a difference?"

And as the moon sets, and the sun wakes,

I think "will I ever be enough?"

For as people may rise,

I wish there was a pair of eyes,

That who would only ever focus on me,

But deep down I know,

This wish has to go,

Perhaps I should focus on me?

"Maybe that is my solution!"

I think hopefully,

And as the sun wakes I think.

Maybe this can be my new day?

And when the moon finally rises from its nap in the sun's shadow, I think

"So perhaps I will be able to rule my own night, some night, any night."

And soon before later, I go back to my thought,

"Will I ever make a change?"

"Will I ever be enough?"

But no, i realize,

It is not what my accomplishments make me,

It is the people who look past those,

Those I can trust,

That really matters when the sun falls asleep,

And the moon rises to take its mantle