She sat on her porch in a daydream

He mopped her mansion’s marble tiles

 She pondered upon the past she once had

He lived for a future he could never have

 She was chasing and forever craving 

He knew nothing would fill his cup of satisfaction

 She cried out at the cruelety of humanity 

He only strove to change himself; not the world

 And yet despite this

They found an odd comfort in each other

 They confided in one another 

Stitched each others open wounds

 Just one beggar telling another beggar 

Where to find bread