I’ll tell you all my drawbacks;
My strengths I do not know.
The path I walk leaves no tracks.
The largest of footprints will not show.

I am Ms. Nobody with two dear, old friends.
On morning walks No One greets me as I pass by.
The dearest of my friends, Sadness never ends.
Even with two dear friends, my eyes just will not dry.

The trees that rustle in the wind,
Refuse me conversation.
So I speak not in kind.
Which leaves me in frustration!

Back in my home, in solitude.
I wither in my skin.
I wish to change this attitude,
But I know not where to begin.