The moon, beautiful, it shines in the dark

Truth is it reflects , not bright on its own

Two faced, as we always knew it was

Faces us with a lie, faces away no longer disguised

Oh how it wishes to no longer hide

Oh how it yearns to brighten the sky

Not with the false light it reflects

A light from within,  it wants to glow

Well who wouldn’t want to wish to be a star

To have passion, be bright, spread light

Its all we ever begged for

To have a sense of self that feels right

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