From the towers of hope,
I suffered a dreadful fall,
No one belongs to me,
but now I belong to all.

I turned out quite different,
from what, of myself, I thought,
I thought I was important and worthy,
but now I know I'm naught.

Abandoning all hopes,
and breaking all ties,
is the only hope left,
alas, a luxury, and only for the wise.  ¶ 8:58 PM