All the people I believed,
Are gone,

I have no one, to trust,
And I refuse to, move on.

I'm like a rock, sitting in a stream,
All the memories, are eroding me.

I whisper to shadows,
And they never reply,

Just silent echoes,
And the days crawl by.

They say, “Have a happy, long life,”
But they didn't told this—

Without someone, how emptiness feels like.