I am like the moon so bright,
Shining in the dark of night,
But part of me remains unseen,
A hidden side kept behind the scenes.
Just like the moon's phases do,
My moods change and shift, it's true,
Sometimes I'm full and on display,
Other times I retreat away.
A part of me remains unknown,
A private self that's all my own,
Though I may shine for all to see,
A hidden part of me will always be.
So as the moon waxes and wanes,
Through its cycle of cosmic changes,
Know that I too may ebb and flow,
But my hidden side will always grow.
