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The new sun rises,
I rise along with it,
Why is it we awaken at daylight,
But hardly ever in the moonlight?

I show so many things to this world,
I give as much as I can!
Though still they fall asleep on me,
Like moonlight.

If only stars could whisper in my ears,
Share all there experience with me,
Tell me just what to do.

Though stars are to important to meddle with us,
To flatter someone with the shining stars insults them,
I feel there is not much left for me here.

Abandoned and shattered,
As they walk over my scattered body,
I feel so empty

Yet no one would for once glimpse at me,
My pain,
Abused,
Alone,
The sky is my closest of friends,
As is the moon touched night,
The clouds that swell up and cry for so many,

At least they can feel mine,
And so many others this undescribable pain,
I once had so many friends,
At least I thought I did!
Though a friend,
A best friend,
or even a close friend,

Could shine on me and help me up,
Could someone then finally see?
Im just an ant on the street.

Being stepped upon over and over.

For once can someone let me hold there hand,
As we j-walk across the street,
Could they talk and actually listen to me?

About what has bothered me for far to long.

Your dearest,
Alex,
I feel pain so great,

Something in this world,
Could never compare to,
What has danced in my hand,

Kiss kiss little fauns,
Kiss kiss little faeries,
Kiss kiss little Nymphs,
Kiss kiss little creatures,
Kiss kiss little old me,
One last time.