You were,

One of those people

Always on the go

Your motion had motion but the purpose was unclear

Like random movement

A dance of madness

Where does a woman like you come from

What made you this way

Then I go wide

and it's all madness

You might be the sanest thing in the chaos

Your angst isn't real angst

It's like generation Y angst

So when you flit over my way

and stop for one of your brief moments looking at me

I just say "The Ramones"

 You say "who?"

I say "The Ramones"

You say "what are The Ramones"

and I can't help myself from laughing

"You'll probably hate them" I say,

"Oh you say",

But your gone now

As I continue to laugh