Empty rooms and quiet streets,
I walk alone where no one greets.
Shadows stretch across my mind,
and every face I find is mine.
The world keeps turning without me here,
every laugh a ghost I barely hear.
Alone, I float through endless skies,
no hands to hold, no shared goodbyes.
My heart drifts where no one stays,
in silent nights and vacant days.
I speak to mirrors, they don’t reply,
my own reflection just passes by.
Even voices in my head feel thin,
a hollow echo where I’ve been.
Maybe one day someone will see,
the part of me that longs to be free.
Alone, I float through endless skies,
no hands to hold, no shared goodbyes.
My heart drifts where no one stays,
in silent nights and vacant days.
If the world forgets me here,
I’ll carry whispers only I can hear.
No light to guide, no voice to know,
still I wander where the cold winds blow.
Alone…
Alone…
floating…
