Near the moon, you’ll find me,
Erasing all his scars and blemishes.
Filling all his gaps with fantasies,
And all the words in the tale of my secrecy.
In the sky, all black I’ll be the star craved,
Sharing all the dust I carried in,
The destruction I faced,
with-it somebody else territory.
If you uncover the chatter between us,
You’ll find my shortcomings too,
I’ll be looking in the eyes of the moon,
Accepting the beauty in my flaws.