People always say "I want to be the sun,
To brighten someone's day."
But most people are brave by day,
Weak by night.
Some people feel out of place,
And every night,
They fight for they're life.
They fight against themselves and others.
They struggle against strife.
Sometimes they fight with they're mothers.
So I say,
Why be the sun in they're day?
Wouldn't it be better to be the moon,
To light they're darkest paths by night?
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Poetry
PoetryYeah so some of these suck and some don't, some are happy some are sad, some are down-right depressing. But you know, I hope you like them. Or don't. Whatever.
