When I feel lonely,
The world seems smoky,
my heart sinks for a while.
Happiness goes away,
as a soul separates from its body,
Damn! I am not that lucky!
To fall has become my hobby.
I feel so bored and restless!
How can I sing my heart's desire?
Anger has made me breathless,
Will the time change? I enquire.
With a sad face I sat,
in a dark room I guess,
Wearing my trouble free hat,
I thought of getting out of this mess.
Happiness comes from within,
which helps to break down the wall,
I can't let this feeling win,
So its time to give a final call.
What happens if there is no one?
I still have a long way to go,
Loneliness exists for time being,
My angels would destroy this foe.
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