Starring out of my window,
I asked to the stars,
Why am i so alone,
And suddenly,
There's something on my mind,
It remind me of the past,
My head gonna blow,
I'm gonna put on the mask,
I'm gonna be a hollow,
Because after all i am the enemy of myself
YOU ARE READING
A Room and The Sweet Old Chair
PoetryWhen you're feels so alone All your thoughts are gone A demon in your heart will born lt will keep haunting you all night long
