There were days,
when my soul wasn't...
I know many creatures
who do not sleep well at night...
For the most part, I spend my days asking myself
why do people have so much interest...
Mostly
I think that I am going to die alone...
This is why I don't like
getting involved with people...
I was stuck between
answering phone calls...
I whispered a lullaby
to the midnight breeze...
Was it a mistake?
That creeped upon me...
You're like everyone else.
you get fooled by good words...
On the everest
I stood one day...
If I was to,
take off all my...
Although loneliness has never bother me...
Tonight...