There's a lot of people around me,
but I'm here alone.
I am unknown.
I feel like my life is failure prone.
Everybody has their throne,
but I am here, still finding my zone.
I am tired of being lost,
I wonder how much it cost to be happy.
I feel like my soul is frost.
When I lay in my bed,
I always wonder when will this end.
It feels like the heavy rains descend.
And it made me feel that what if death is not the end.
