Useless

You speak to me
of what could have been

Your dreams and visions
then turn into a melody

The tune escapes this prison
that is the story of us,
it walks the distance,
and greets faint lonely hearts

It gives the broken hope,
the abandoned find a home,
and they keep warm

In this way,
your yearning serves a purpose

even if,
to me,
it is useless