At Night

The moon sits in stillness
The clouds roll by
The stars shine so brightly
But me, I cry.

That moon looks so cold
With a blank, vacant stare
I sit so confused -
I wish it would care.

And the stars - they mock me
So happy, so bright,
Can’t hold back these tears
Though try as I might.

So with all this confusion
And tears in my eyes
I sit alone, at night
And curse the skies.