Stuck in a time after me,
and I haven't even been there yet.
A cloudy future seed
turning into a net.
Could that girl be me? -
after all of the tears and sweat..

To fall or be caught,
but never to surrender.
I hide to be sought -
undesirably tender.
The clock is ticking
but I'm still here.

Never a 20th century gem;
Never a tad more bruised;
Never a broken limb;
Just a young girl;
Just a 1990 time traveler -
stuck in space.
She leaves alone
without a trace.

Coming back broken-like,
being somewhere unbelonged;
maybe she is chosen-like:
She'll dance in the psych
of it all,
like it's just some kind of song.