Fractured were my thoughts
As I ran into a novice world.
Left was I to wonder and think
About what I had lost in vain.
Too many times I've waited
Only to be left in a world alone.
Too many times I've spoken.
Not once was noticed if I was alive.
These are times to be a thinker.
Let not sophistication drown you
In a morass of seemless empty words
That do nothing but drag me down.
Love ya!
Jane