What then shall i speak of ?

Unsettled I have been
With school, love and
Peripherals of sorts
Happy I think
Therefore I am
Weary
I dwell in arms

What then shall i speak of ?
I ponder

Of words few, far and wide
Now, Speak I must.

Syntatically Transformed I am
Bear with me, you must
Lest the Force with you be not