He is all alone in this lifeless land,
He moaned and moaned for a caring hand.
He prayed to wish for those days far gone,
He stayed too long where he didn't belong.
He thinks a lot, wants to laugh it out.
But tears find their way somehow.
He wishes a lot, wants to express it out.
But the feelings fell in a crack somehow.
He talks alone, he walks alone,
He weeps alone, he laughs alone.
He sits alone on this weary day,
And waits like none..maybe someone will come.
He thinks of what will people say,
He craves for that sweet little 'hey!'
But no one comes at this mayday
The soul has worn and the shadows stay
His mind will burst and his heart will thirst
For the heat of love has turned him to dust
The smiles went dwarf and sorrows grew tall
it's a blink it takes, and the tears will fall.
He ditched his soul for it wasn't his part,
He stitched his heart for it was ripping apart.
He screamed aloud, but no one heard,
He drowned away unsaid unheard.
Hence he walks with resisting legs,
and hence he talks to the sulking walls.
For all he wants is laugh and fly
But all he does is weep and crawl.

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