Solo

Solo I stand here thinking, Everything happening is now unwilling, Crying is all I am doing, All I did, am just regretting, But the truth is that I can’t keep running. How will I say? How will I pay? Do I have really to play? Or should I just lay? Or should I just leave everything to just stay? Am in two, My heart beat is slow too, Nowhere for me to run to, Confused and digging into, But the formula is hard to. No matter what, this I have to take, I will take it out, no matter how painful the headache, And this cake, I am sure I will bake, At the moment am low, but soon mine will be high, thy neck.