The Lonely Steed

I knew I'd get tears,
Zandu Balm stimulated tears.
I did get them.
Alas! Real ones though.

What am I left with now?
A broken heart?
Shattered dreams?
No, an invaluable lesson.

Oh yeah, I'm a horse.
I can't be one,
If I don't know to gallop.
And gallop, should I.
Fast and faraway,
Alone and without direction,
Till the right jockey comes my way.