Sometimes I feel like..

Poetic words are just a waste of lines
And never sung for me
Sometimes I feel like
Poetic words are made to hide behind
This dim reality

~Falling-Beauty’s confusion



Chinatown : Singapore, originally uploaded by SoulSoup.

Chinatown : Singapore

Alone I drift away,
Alone I walk a thousand miles,
Alone I fall asleep,
Alone I stare at the sky,
Alone I sit under a tree,
Alone I cry.

Alone I drift away,
Alone I live today,
and alone I’ll die someday.