Oh you unfortunate few   Nobody’s listening to me   It came at a time when I just started   To say something interesting      Bubbling thoughts I’ve been thinking a lot   But I don’t write them down with a smile   More of a frown as I’m looking down   No pen in my pocket no pockets to fill      Far too long ago my chances were slim   I’m knocking the door but they won’t let me in   Configuring why takes the whimsy from whim   You’re all blocking the door won’t you please let me in      Oh you unfortunate few   Stuck in your special space   I’m here on my own though I’m not alone   It feels like a miserable place      At first you remember but then you forget   And once I’m forgotten you can’t get me back   I’m knocking the door but nobody hears   I’m banging it down won’t you answer it please      And nobody’s asking for more   Nobody’s looking for anything   Nobody wants me to say a thing   Nobody misses the missing      Ascend or Descend   Upon a plot with the same ending   My timing’s no good   But it saves me from troubles ahead      But you might not be figured with eyes   Might not be figured with ears   Might not be something to figure at all   Until you are actually here      I’ve gone back on my words which constantly change   I believe what I mean at the time that I say them   I’m climbing a wall of infinite height   I couldn’t go through, though I try as I might      They’re telling me fictional distractions   Fictional stories   I have heard enough of these   Is anybody missing me?