Smile

When I was born
you could fit a moon in my mouth
no, not That Way
the Other way

The way people don't like it
but they can't help it
and neither can I

Any more that you could change
the size, the color, the glow
of the moon
to fit your whim

Well, actually, I guess I can
but not really
because it wanes when I want it
to wax
and it waxes when I want it to wane
phases they're called
at least, that's what I've heard

Only so often do you see it
the way it's
“supposed to”
be

But if you
close your eyes
you can see it anytime
you like

Just because the clouds
are covering
the moon
doesn't mean it's not
there waiting
not hiding

In the day
and the night
it's there
you just choose not to
see it
the way I want
you to