Here I am
A lonely poet
But a poet forever to be

As I wish and I wait
For a dream to escape
And possess a lover's embrace

To which I scoff
And shake my head
But hate for it not to come true

As well as I want
I'll script my heart out
And begin my journey anew

But writing I shall
And writing I will
For a poet I truly am

For I write and I weep
For the dreams I keep
Thus the new day began