Not a chappie but a nice poem that is kind of a prelude to the upcoming
emotion/events of the story.
I thought it was just appropriate okay?

Never ending dance
AJM

There is always something more,
We seem to be looking for.
But as life decides to treat you well
It turns its back and says,
"Go to hell."
A single tear of desperation
Falls quickly to the ground,
But to delve on such things
Is impossible to resolve.
And wandering so far off
While others look around,
To be caught is inevitable
But to be found is to drown.
So you feel yourself slowly falling
Where is it you keep your grace?
Your sanity overruled against the cold stone floor.
Keep your eyes closed,
For the images presented
Lack the certain contentment
That you so adorned before.
Hate,
Is it really so strong?
I must be wrong
You've said that before.
Made it quite clear
So I'll misplace your trust
With my own forlorn.
Therefore I will not hate, for that would be a sin
Going against my dreams, my name,
I'm searching deeper
Though nothing to be found
I question my worth
As I watch others mirth
Who am I really?
This poor unfound soul
Sinking farther
Still alive and wandering.
Must I live forever?