Sometime I feel like icarus too close to the sun,

Or like demeter in the seasons of barren cold,

I am a bird calling for a mate that will never come,

Or a boat lost at sea with no lighthouse to bring it home,

I am Someone who cried wolf one too many times,

A siren who never learned her song,

I've felt like the tide with no moon to guide it,

Or maybe Lady shallot burdened to a lonely tower,

I feel like Atlantis lost under the weight of an entire ocean,

All I hope is that I am not the only one.