Member Poem

The moon is in the sky ,
But the night has yet to come.
The street lights has been lit,
But the world is still bright.
The flickering light around me,
Says its time go home,
Cause the moon is calling me back,
And, so is the street lights.
But I want to spend one more minute,
Away from those that can see my emotion,
And live in a different world,
Away from the moon and the street lights.