Onions

Onions

You can be the moon that lit up the nightsky,

You can be the sun waking everyone up,

You can be the birds flying in the sky,

You can be a god that everyone will glorify.

You can be the salt to pair up with my pepper,

You can be the hero and I can be your side kick,

You can be anything you wanted to be,

Only promise me one thing,

I want you not to be the person that will make me cry like the onions.