The significance of this day is undiscovered
And I walk melancholic
On this lonely path

This is my last day
To roam the corridors
To hear their carefree laughter
To be alive in this moment

This is the last day
I am bewildred by my thoughts
Of misery and a subdued heart

I can not be here
I can not dream
I can not succumb to tears

I am alone

I walk alone
I cry alone

No one will care about my morbid heat
No one will care about what my future holds

I am alone
On this awkward,
Lonesome,
Melancholic path.

I am alone.