I am but one, alone to find,
To search the darkest parts of mind,
Here to ponder, alone to think,
A man in haste, but not one thought to think,
Secluded still, and yet to find,
That tiny little piece of mind,
Over yonder, but not quite fonder,
Still so rare mere impossible to find,
That tiny itty bit of mind,
Oh is woe, and woe is but me,
Perhaps I've lost my sanity