The Moon

A full moon is rising And there is no avoiding it I can not escape this evil face There`s nowhere to hide From this sinister, white smile From this victorious gaze For the moon knows everything It sees through me It reads my thoughts I suffer from being exposed Looking at its translucent light Finally, I submit to it and confide in it: ``Nobody loves me. My life is unfulfilled.`` It smiles gaily and gives me Its silver light The feeling of sorrow is gone Being unhappy was just A silly, silly dream