Found myself in an empty room
Wishing it would be alright soon
Wanted to be alone in quiet times
Pen and paper, music would make me fine.
Reminisced the past
It would soon be passed
Quiet times for sometime
Caught myself stared on a quiet blue sky.
Never had an idea if it'd be good for others
Being alone for awhile really matters
Thoughts to ponder
My mind filled with wonder.
Heard the waves of the ocean
So calm and gentle of its portions
Sometimes, quiet times could be the best moment
Shattered hearts would be mended.
