Profound

How can a needle that wanted to be found,

Stick me so bad I just had to hang around,

Wounded sure but still not laid to rest,

Just keep rhyming with the best of the rest,

Maybe I always learned my lessons hard,

But always did like to play that last card,

So don't mind me if I cheer you from afar,

Or sit and dream upon that passing star,

Cryptic clues won't pay my dues so all I say,

Is that I don't often fall to sleep in bales of hay,

But I did once and it was just so profound,

I realised I was a needle wanting to be found.