The Moon

The moon was barely out for such a dark night It hardly seen me under the stars in the middle of existence, The moon barely seen me breathe as I'm trying to live Rarely the moon is so occurring other than to astrophysics Merely this is a coincidence as I look up at the moon still unnoticed by it Solely it sees me and my existence Simply it has to notice me Clearly, it catches a glimpse of me as I peek back I wait patiently for the moon to see me as the moon was barely out