Some calls me crazy ,
Other calls me insane .
Call me whatever you want.
Do what you want to do.
It wouldn't change my mind.
I love her; The Moon.
She's always there for me.
Every night,
I talked and talked.
She always listened.
Shining her beautiful light.
Under the shadow I sat,
I saw the stars,
They hate me.
Jealousy are in them.
I took away their moon.
Well,
What could I say?
The Moon never falls on me.
Or is it all in my head?
-s.ajs
