Owen Soccorso

It's hard being the sun

 

I rise and fall everyday

Everyday, every night

It always goes the exact same way

Emitting my shining light

 

When I was young it was a blast

I thought it was so fun

Now those high spirits are in the past

It’s hard being the sun

 

I feel empty in the sky

I get bored and lonely

I watch everyone’s days go by

Me, the one and only

 

So that is why I can not rise

Not today, not ever

I know that this may not be wise

But this is my first endeavor

 

So now I will not wake you from your bed

Or help grow your yield

The sun will no longer hit your head

Or help you raise that shield

 

And I’m sorry, I truly am

But when have I gotten a thank you?

I don’t even get a gram

Of the thanks that are given to you

 

So no longer will I rise and fall everyday

So longer Everyday, or every night

It will never go the exact same way

No more emitting my shining light