2020.11.16.
I am alone
It is raining outside the windowIt always rains there
This day is just a simple day
And there is no intrigue in it
Books are in a dusty cupboard
But they are not sad
After all, the books have dust
And the dust has the books
I am alone, I am alone
Reflection in the glass windows
I am alone, I am alone, I am alone
The wind tore off the leaves
Drives them away out of the yard
But the leaves have wind
And the wind has the leaves
I painted them on a thin
Canvas fabric
The brushes have paints
And the paints have the brushes
I am alone, I am alone
Reflection in the glass window
I am alone, I am alone, I am alone
The track is audible in the distance
There the cars are buzzing
The cars have roads
The road has the cars
Phone is on the table
Replenishes charge
Dried flowers have
Bent humped backs
I am alone, I am alone
Reflection in the glass window
I am alone, I am alone, I am alone
I am alone, I am alone
Reflection in the glass window
I am alone, I am alone, I am alone