Walking through the metal forest,

I saw a playful little elf.

Always cheerful, smiling,

but always playing by herself.

I tried approaching with my song,

but the tune did not quite flatter.

In her tiny elvish eyes,

I was but a needy satyr.

When i would try to walk up,

with the crowd she would blend.

To where I cant quite seem to find her,

to try and help, her heart mend.