Lady of the Dark Side of the Moon

Moon! Oh dear Moon! Shining in the sky, My how I have missed you as slowly months drag by! I feel so colored, fake, and bound, down here on Earth below. There's nothing wrong with color, dear, though blackness I love so. It's really, simply rather weird to plod about the place, And walk in mud and grass and waves Where there is no "forever trace". The cold wind whips around me and the people stare so much... I sometimes feel the surrounding forces will make me need a crutch. People drag you downward, gravity is harsh, My poor soul barely withstands the strain, And my being is all but crushed. I hate it here dear Moony. I hate that I complain. I simply cannot help it, My false happiness is in vain.