My Loneliness

Day after day I ask myself in lonely times
About the sense of all the things that I’ve done
I started to wonder if I was always right
If there were things I would regret in my life
I see myself in case of acts from the past
With walls so big and tall, threatening shapes
This is my loneliness, built by myself
Built for the future, built for myself
And in this prison there is no one except myself
I’m caught between the things that I’ve done
There’s no chance to escape my own inside
Oh I’m scared all days, scared all days
Till the day I’ll die

I used to keep all emotions deep inside
I was closed for everyone, living like a snail
I never shared my dreams with no one else
It was me who directed all acts in my life
Everything was in balance in this world made of dreams
In this case of my own personality
I never dreamed that I could ever get so sad
And feel this loneliness in all parts of my soul
Was I wrong to live this way of life?
I ask myself “Who am I?”
I don’t know whether I’m alive or I’m dead
I’m insensible, insensible
Till the day I ‘ll die

I feel this pressure every day
I don’t know what to do
I rest alone with myself in this case
Oh, I feel the pain, I feel the pain
It’s my loneliness




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