We're not what we needed.
The truth hit without being said.
You're full of words embedded,
While I'm tied with a different thread.

Limelight. Road. Seat.
Path you want for your feet.
Mountain. Sea. Beat.
Where I want to find my sheet.

Attention is not my tea.
Yet you seek it daily.
We are not meant to be.
The last thing I should say.