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