“Talk to me from experience.”

“Yes, I’m trying, but it doesn’t make sense.

What happened is muddled, what I felt is blurred,

Don’t know what I saw, don’t know what I heard.”

“I never used to see opportunity;

Never used to know which way I should go.

Then suddenly, I dived for a pearl.

It felt too late-I’m no longer a girl.

I brought it to the surface and onto the land;

It lay like a dead bird in my hand.

Do I really need new strings to my bow?

Maybe it’s better to do what I know.”