Moon

I wish to be seen.

Moon.

The shining guardian looks down on us,
we look back at her, looking for answers.
It’s truly mesmerizing how someone as graceful as her looks so lonely.
I wonder…how empty must she feel?
Knowing everyone looks at her but doesn’t venture to meet her true self.
She remains alone, misunderstood and mistaken for someone she does not aim to be.
In her solitude, she feels observed yet unable to be seen.