I.
i am the gruesome ghost
in the basement of your brain
grieving
for all the tries
it's still. the same
for all the eyes
i meet
i still feel strange
for all the hands
i'm still. untouched
i look for genuine embrace evermuch
and i am unmoved and i am here still
i have no control
and i am alone and i am brain- ill.

II.
I've been like this since you rejected
Please understand that I'm not using my Great mind
I'm unusually off-standish
I'll be inside, if you're looking for me
Don't pretend I didn't try
For that instant we were both
Not alone alone
For that instant we were both
Alone together
But it didn't pay to try.