I sit in a corner so patiently,
Waiting and watching for anything.
Happenings are what interest me,
For I analyze everything so gradually.
What people say and how they speak,
I learn so much is a lot for me.
Reactions and moods shall I seek,
Analyzing others to know he or she.
Not everything is likable that I learn,
Analyzing, a way of understand and knowing.
For there is a reason for everything,
Believe it or not its suitable.
Quiet little me sit and I analyze,
Especially now when there is no trust in me.
I have to learn all I can.
As fast as I can before it hurts me.
Oh well-oh me and quiet little me analyzing.
April 23, 1995