Oh, I feel lonely,
amidst the bustling throng.
Alas, I ponder deep,
What pulls me here along?
This shadow softly creeps,
now bitter, now forlorn,
Yet whispers through the night:
"In solitude, you're reborn."
Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 3:07 AM UTC
Oh, I feel lonely,
amidst the bustling throng.
Alas, I ponder deep,
What pulls me here along?
This shadow softly creeps,
now bitter, now forlorn,
Yet whispers through the night:
"In solitude, you're reborn."