“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.”