Alone

Alone is how I walk Alone is how I talk Alone is how I speak Alone is how I seek In a small corner I cry In a closed room I try Life feels like caving No I think I'm craving For a disappeared happiness In the darkness I stay As I'm hoping to lay In a comfortable bed To crymuself to sleep As my mind tries to think Sun sets sadly Rain rains repeatedly Truly it's one of those days Days of struggle Days with no cuddle Days of hardships Days of loneliness Days of burden Days of suffering Days with no pampering