My mind is wandering around the unexplainable corners of life,
Where I couldn’t find anyone besides me.
Is this what we call as loneliness,
Or an obfuscate feeling in human-life.
I couldn’t control my-self from the wide penurious thoughts,
Where I’m the only person who have to survive.
Nothing goes right or wrong these days,
All because of this highly expletive ruinous feelings.
I need a meticulous CHANGE from this portentous life,
Or a serene HOPE about the stony devoid in front of me.